Текст песни П.Т.В.П. - 03. Завтра

Don't leave the house
There's nothing to do there
Everything has been familiar there for a long time
Every day is like Monday.
Cars go to the center
Traffic lights yawn
Slanting evil glances
Other people's conversations.
So, tomorrow will be again,
Go into the dark
Nobody cares about it
I don't wait any longer.
You!

I know in advance
And this is no longer a joke.
Cops, thieves, hucksters,
Poets, prostitutes,
These are the ones we are among
We live and die
Under northern hypnosis
City outskirts.
Tomorrow will be again
Go into the dark
No one cares about it
I don't wait any longer.
You!