Текст песни Пилот - Тюрьма

My house is a prison -
The prison is my home ,
Yes, but I do not live in it ,
Oh , not for me such houses .
The sky behind the small window cage ,
And I leave my trail ,
Somewhere between earth
And the sun .

There, where the NML dreams
They are mine and only mine.

Guard my house
Animal health with a gun
And rot gut ,
Yes, just to catch up with me,
It is necessary to drink less so to bed .
And they do not sleep can not ,
They drink in the morning ,
Well, I have time
In the road .

There, where the NML dreams
They are mine and only mine.