Текст песни Александр Розенбаум - Опять один в постели полусонный...

Again one in bed sleepy,
In the darkness of the night just knock stray hoof.
It has long been lying on the golden epaulets
Parisian streets century dust.
    Shiny glaze officers.
    As they say, God, Give us this day
    Is not so urbane -
    Only the bearing so honored.

I'm alive, my friend, rest and free,
But I often dream became a strange dream:
To drink leads to cornflower
The gray-haired knight batman beyond the horizon.
        Autumn morning hunting with hounds.
        Greyhounds trail, whipper cry.
        Thick fog descended on the marshes,
        Where waiting for their teterok capercaillie.

Who we are with you here, really?
One question is only one answer:
Mon cher ami, we are here with you Michelle
There is no Fatherland and patronymic either.
        Is no stranger to the first blood to fight,
        When the strikes in the last hours ...
        But, ladies and gentlemen, as you want to shoot
        Among birch middle band.