Текст песни Михаил Грубов - Я потихонечку спиваюсь

I quietly drink too much :
The stars began to look less likely ,
Increasingly, people in the wrong,
Trying to erase the past vodka .

I am the soul of the ditch with unnecessary friends.
Those present , alas, long gone .
Helplessly scrape on her nails
And blow a fool , to yesterday's coals.

Chorus:
Head Bedov my
Vodka traded on proharya .
The match goes out boxes of crude
And the bull by & quot; Java Gold & quot ;.

I quietly drink too much .
What used to live , was left behind .
Change something , do not try
Reality washed drunken rain.

Soaked my old notebooks
And good words they did not understand.
I in them with a drunk , stole yesterday
White tried to write poems .

Chorus .