Текст песни Пилот - пляжная

It happens that you sit at the door
And cry for the lost key ...
It happens that she does not love,
And yes, she went to hell at all! ..
Sometimes it takes something by the throat,
And everything seems! Trumpet!
In the morning I just wanted to die!
But today it’s not fate! Tu-tu-tu ...

There was such a time
That the guests left the house.
You used to have a smoke
That the roof will be wrapped in a knot!
Used to get drunk by night
And you don’t remember who you slept with!
I guess we're all greetings
As a friend of mine told me. Tu-tu-tu ...

And then it will be much worse:
I’ll buy a big yacht for myself!
She will turn out to be a rusty trough
And I won’t fix it!
Money will be the same
Fake, completely, everything!
And I'll die like a dog under the door
By writing three letters on the wall! Tu-tu-tu ...