Текст песни Аквариум - Гарсон N2

Garzon number two, waiter number two
At our branches withered leaves;
And maybe the right word of mouth,
And all just a dream, waiter number two.
Here's a table where I drink, that's whiskey with ice
Hapitok come true, the table passed to the museum
But behind the glass mummy of my close friends
And I only got five minutes to buy cigarettes
I went out to walk in the Latin Quarter
I turned off the Camden Lock on Hevsky from Tverskaya
I went back the spiritual and the mundane
But could the abyss - but no not lost
So the waiter number two, waiter number two
That mind is burning, but it hardly brezzhet
But the idea is dead, my joy and life alive
And all this is a dream, the waiter number two
A peal flowing like oil
Oh, my soul, arise pray, what are you in a hurry
Here silence Beatles icons, incense, hemp
I do not care if only you were lighter
So the waiter number two, waiter number two
Ha cemetery silence on the graves of our flowers but grass
And it seems the right word of mouth
And all just a dream, waiter number two
And if it was a dream - well, that you are standing waiter number two