Текст песни РПР - Утро

Behind the wall where the tape recorder is yelling
And I sit in the kitchen,
I meet the morning ..
Night .. with a bottle of wine,
And with a guitar behind his back
One .. myself with me ..
Some nonsense patient!
And outside the window is winter
And fresh bread
Pleasantly urchit
I have in my stomach ..
And I sit,
On fresh floor ..
I meet morning
There are no problems ..
And as always there is no money,
And as always, three hundred troubles
And as always, I have not seen
You thousands of years ..
And as always, it's not a day ..
And as always long night
And as always, I scream ..
Insomnia away, away!
This morning ..
And as always in the soul of snow!
And as always, you are not!
And behind the wall yells,
Fastened neighbor!
But tomorrow will be morning
This end will end,
And my alarms,
From me will leave!
Away! This morning ..