Текст песни мори - с ч а с т ь е и домой.

with t and e in simple things,
not in cigarette smoke.
wake up early in the morning
not counting the years lived.
fall asleep already in a warm bed,
already with someone, but not with anyone.
but not in the amount of salary,
but in the warmth of shaking hands.

it's not personal, my god
but I feel like something under the skin
drives me crazy.
this or a walk in the shower
or the feeling that you are no longer omnipotent
or we just drink to the bottom.

and also, dear Lord, I really want
return home to the desk
and a table lamp.
I'll drink port for the two of us
I will be happy and almost
will come the apogee of my life in the world.