Текст песни прожиточный минимум - завтра

Let's leave for tomorrow:
Let the grandilage tray
day earlier, afternoon later
Of all institutions, we will be expelled,
And no matter how much I wrote,
And no matter how much you drink -
all the same, all the same
There is a future - no choice

but
Everything will be, everything will be, everything will be, everything will be tomorrow

Ronia haze fragments
on old scherbaty asphalt,
Our day will summarize
Tired Sun on Call
You will wake alone again
And drops a drop of wine
And all that we can -
silence between inhale and exhale