Текст песни ПХ - Редкие гости

Slowly, shuffling boots,
going
According fonarnosvetloy street.
Sleepily through the day heated air
bredesh,
A cigarette smolders nicely, smoked.
.
The loud hysterics or stupor
usually
We, as two clowns
keep hitting.
Now just calm and unusual
Over the life of a nose
We laugh.
.
The air is still dark, thickened,
Brighter light shop windows.
We both rare cases,
Rarely alone.

Rarely open your door,
Rarely are the guests,
Therefore, your confidence in me
So before the chills
heat
sneaks.

I want to be you
The obligatory, necessary,
Just,
with no reason.

I have plowed asphalt night legs
So that more and more you do not keep quiet.
Inside, everything is mad: want to say, but not being able to,
Afraid to frighten their declarations.

But to hell with buckets verbal dregs.
Forget -
Just shuffling ofonarevshey on the street,
Next to be.