Текст песни Оркестр Че - Трик-трак, я в домике

Why not pass a hundred years fall?
If suddenly someone asks,
I do not know what to answer him.
The leaves of suffocating boredom.
I pick them up,
But his hands - hands smell noyabrёm.
Under my window together
People, fish, birds -
They are demanding the return of spring.
Again, I do not sleep.
My skin clung plankton.
I breathe, inhale -
A-hah, non-synchronous.

Backgammon, I'm in the house
Backgammon, I'm in the house
Pink elephants sing about you
Backgammon, I'm in the house
Backgammon, I'm in the house
Lelik-Bolik in war

In my apartment on the floor grow
Roses, roses, roses
Maybe it's overdose
Pink rain.
From the window in front
For me tinuous watches
Louis Tsayfer with pink umbrella.
Around the corner lurked a strange tale.
Pulled the mask,
For excuses
Songs sung.
I do not know his.
It is cool -
Its pink wings
Presented November

Backgammon, I'm in the house
Backgammon, I'm in the house
Pink elephants sing about you
Backgammon, I'm in the house
Backgammon, I'm in the house
Lelik-Bolik in war