Текст песни Мадияр Жетписбаев - Стихи Эдуарда Асадова

The light in the tin
The smoke of the plop post ...
Five fighters are sitting in a dugout
And who dream about what.

In silence yes at rest
Dreaming is not a sin.
Here is one fighter with longing
The eye squinting, he said: "Oh!"

And fell silent, the second swayed,
Suppressed a long sigh
Tasty smoke inhaled
And with a smile he said: "Oh!"

"Yes," the third answered, taking
For fixing the boot
And the fourth, dreaming,
I paused in response: "Aha!"

"I can not sleep, there is no urine! -
The fifth said a soldier. -
Well what are you, brothers, by night
Have blabbed about the girls! "

You have a nasty character.
And the eyes are not so good.
The look is insincere. And probably
Not even a soul at all.

And your face is like everyone else’s
For an artist is not a find,
Plus, the chicken walk,
And not at all a beautiful laugh.

And it’s easy to understand without doctors
What is in you and the heart does not beat.
Is there really an eccentric
What will suffer about you ?!

Night winking at the lights
Quietly spinning outside the window.
And your portrait is laughing in a frame
Over my desk.

Oh, absurd expectation!
I stand in front of him ... smoking ...
Well, come at least once on a date!
Well, I say so from anger!