Текст песни Александр Васильев - Брокгауз и Ефрон

For Babylon, for Ancient Rome,
For the horse and for Troy.
We drink three - Brockhaus, Efron,
And who was once me.
The lamp is on, the calendars
Climbing the walls.
We drink three
And when there is a little left
It's so easy to live until the morning ...
And in a bottle up to my throat balm
From medicinal herbs -
Full balm -
I invented everything around myself ...

We drink three, morning and afternoon
In the evening, at night.
Brockhaus sings and drinks and sings
And Efron does not want to drink, but he does.
I don't care if my engine is down
The tape has run out.
We drink three
And when there is a little left
It's so easy to live until the morning ...
And in a bottle up to my throat balm
From medicinal herbs -
Full balm -
I invented everything around myself ..