Текст песни Кот Шрёдингера - 05-30

At half past six
All my feelings are goodbye
Ah life is art
Now she is beer, then tea
I did not change
Perhaps only to myself
Ribs thinning
Yes, a drunken demon in a beard

Who is gone
Yes, in order to stay, I do not mind
And the night got out
And the day is no easier than the night
It was like a holiday
And the war took a closer look
Bluesmen, fuck them ...

Such a thing
On the road and overboard
Let's go torpedoes
Who will God send
Cover up the hatches
And turn off all the light
All women are glitches
And we are generally someone's nonsense