Текст песни Михаил Круг - РУБИКОН

Losing palm on not shaved face
Looking like a Volga rolling,
Spreading a cigarette, Vitka came out on the porch
With feelings of executed duty.

He passed with Ponta, as the truth of the welcome,
Following the window I wondered Nadia.
A polite taxi driver said without looking at him:
"Guy, you have a cheek in lipstick."

A silhouette is visible in the white tulle window.
I will come back, and together we will be walked.
Himself, having kicked, remember how she takes a blowjob.
And froze with a air kiss.

He looked into her eyes and saw sweet sadness
Although he knew that he would no longer return.
Anyway on Easter to be with champagne promised
Nadka, fool, believed - will raind.

Vitka did not regret, he moved his rubik,
It was even interesting.
He's his last trump card yesterday threw on the con
And gone, and then everything is known.

Losing palm on not shaved face
Looking like a Volga rolling,
Spreading a cigarette, Vitka came out on the porch
With feelings of executed duty.