Текст песни Каталог - Песенка про гостей

The chair came to my house,
Single and lame.
He knocked lightly
And he said softly:
"Today I have something not himself."
He told me that,
What suffers stomach,
And its last breath,
And my son writes.
I went and bought him a loaf.

And then came the watchdog -
The third day without cigarettes.
He regretted Barbosa,
He took out a cigarette
And he said, "lights up, watchdog".
I let the house Barbosa -
We chatted about empty.
Was watchdog once
Good dog,
And then he waved his tail at all.

He looked from distant countries
Unfortunate Ocean.
He dabbled in the shower,
I climb into my soul,
And then I got into my glass.
He insisted that the older,
What was out of work,
He was seething with anger -
I said, "Come on!"
I smoothed it as failed.

Then came trouble -
It happens sometimes.
I have it, I swear,
It was a bit unfortunate -
She conducted her, not without difficulty.
Son caught me off guard.
I lay down, I was so tired.
Maybe someone and after
He came to visit us,
I can not say - I was fast asleep.


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One of the most lyrical and poignant songs "Catalog" - what can I say ...