Текст песни Александр Кутиков 2009 - Наливай

You were born a strawberry glade
You told me we are children of flowers.
But our whole life, like a train station -
Well, you're just a wanderer of night clouds.

And I climbed the stairs to the sky
The air there was more hoppy than wine.
But it didn’t work out that way -
Everything is ridiculous, and I drank the sky to the bottom!

Chorus:
Pour it in! This is my friend,
Not the last fight for you and me!
Pour it in! This is not the last step
And let it be, let it be so!

You saw the house of the rising sun
He built his own and was glad of him.
I just didn’t know that from the windows all the time
Have to watch the sunset.

And I really wanted to become a soldier of fortune,
But it took me far.
Let it all go wrong -
Simply, the best time has not come yet ...

Chorus:
Pour it in! This is my friend,
Not the last fight for you and me!
Pour it in! This is not the last step
And let it be, let it be so! GL5.RU

Come on, a little more pour.
We will sing this song together!
Sing it! This is not the last battle for you and me!
Pour it in! This, my friend, is not the last step,
And let it be, let it be so!

So!
So!