Текст песни Александр Карпов - Под Мостом

Rumbling in the night river flow,
Rain soaked day.
Look for low ceiling
You do not Zaden head ...
Let mosquito flute
Yearns to empty air,
And here comes to an end in April,
And we spend the night under the bridge! ..

Which way we have reduced
On this beach at this hour -
- We just have not been able to meet,
Or did not remember about us.
Here again the old & quot; Zhigulёm & quot;
Thundered over his head
Almost asleep at the wheel
Gloomy resident Mari-El!

And, having stayed here a hundred years before,
We obretёm enlightenment.
And go out into the world from under the bridge
In his rotten rags.
And let us be wise to interpret
About the balance of the universe ...
And people will listen to us
And, grimacing, take noses! ..

Yes indeed, we soon with you
Dress up for the salvation of souls.
Tomorrow we will be taken home,
There will be tea, there will be a shower.
Well, as long as the fire Section
And move closer to me,
So as not to roll over the hill
And not to fall into the river in a dream! ..