Текст песни Александр Гагарин - Всю ночь кричали петухи..

All night the roosters
and necks Mota,
like new poems ,
eyes closed, read .

And there was something in that cry
of bitterness, aroused
when bending to enter the house
unwanted man .

And he was far, far cry
and fell just past ,
How to iron , staring at the ceiling ,
strangers and unloved .

When caress already could not stand ,
and abandon hard ...
And because all night, all night
did not come morning.