Текст песни найтивыход - ночь.Октябрь.Одно такси

And when in his full 22,
After supper the eyes grew dim
And the night did not want to go to his bed,
He put on a scarf, put on a coat
And stuffed into his pocket
A couple hundred, a marlboro and the keys to its doors.

And when at its bright 22,
If I didn't sleep, then I smoked
He left for Moscow at night ...
He almost ran through the streets, with a quick step ...
Something rusty like metal
Everything rang in his soul.

And when in his pathetic, young 22
I was catching a taxi that October evening.
He could not even know that then ...
Someone will "turn on" the heart again in his chest.

These were her 25.
Behind the back is not a small way.
Somewhere there is grief of resentment, somewhere there is fear
They didn't let me sleep that night.

These were her 25.
Even if the hair has gray hair ...
But still beautiful and good "taste"
And like a rose, playful and young.
There were about a dozen men, but from about 5 years old ...
It happened so.
And the heart went to the warehouse.

There were twenty of them ... ahem ...
Is it important to know it like that?
There is no time for love, no names ...
And they don't give a damn now.
Because that night
October.taxi.
He sat down to go home, to sleep.
But in the salon ...
Smell, hair and her face ...
They didn't let him go.

Both had their hearts lit.
Night. October. One taxi.