Текст песни РВАНЫЙ ШЁПОТ - На пьяном углу

and in the morning fog in my mind, strong brother, the evil being pinned
where, where is my truth? briskly approached the stall
and drunk in the corner of the truth, I'll look for

and there is already so crowded men are, autumn morning, and glass eyes
my conscience is less, where I used to buy it?
good measure of money can never be

prompt guys, guys will understand, guys, probably, soul poured out
but one hears only himself,
tomorrow spit of course the problems with you

Cross did not hold, I gave the word, but did not surprise anyone at all naklal
Give something of the pain in my soul cries
a psychiatrist you need muzhichek tells me

Oh, you, my fall, to them I'm not coming, though lighter broke his nose very
and I pray and I am ashamed of all I just promise came out of the house
like, yes walked