Текст песни Курара - Не моё пальто

He walked me somehow with daughters at night
Summer. Cricket strekochet
At a meeting with absinthe Felyutich
"Well Che - ask - you go to a concert tomorrow?
Kurara, Samsara, other shit "
"No, - he says - this is not my coat"
This is not my coat
He walked me somehow with daughters evening
Winter. Docha chyo babbles
At a meeting in the near Polly
"But - I say - great-great!
What clubs today, what movie? "
"No, - he says - this is not my coat"
This is not my coat
This is not my coat
This is not my coat
I was walking one morning to run
Spring on the street, dirt up to his neck
At a meeting on clean Chikantsev
"Well, - I ask - in pure wonder?"
"It is interesting for all of us will be in the next world with all our and our songs.

And now it does not matter at what you're important now, in which you place.

And so, sober, of course, by all, to be honest. "
I go out on the balcony yesterday
And there are "these" are sitting in the car with the doors open,
Staring eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes
And from the eyes crawling viper, infection and bite dogs SPAR
And that is not my place, I know for a long time
This is not my coat
This is not my coat
This is not my coat
This is not my coat