Текст песни Арсен Алиев - Кальян

Familiar restaurant,
I'm a little drunk.
Rings crystal bar,
Under the sounds of guitars.
Some kind of trouble there,
Somewhere there is an end of me.
Something wants to tell
What is not everyone to understand.

Cure from my mental wounds,
Kasaya Hookah.
And on the hands of a trump ace,
To remove debt cargo.
Cure from my mental wounds,
Kasaya Hookah.
And on the hands of a trump ace,
To remove debt cargo.

I have a disappearance on the edge,
Life play your life.
But like an angel behind his back,
Mother screamed me again.
Gambling house, and in it,
The demon is played by secret.
You do not sit down at the table,
Where the throne flew with the kings.