Текст песни Роберт-паренЬ - Новый день

New day - he is so similar to the old day
He looks like a crumpled mitch, he looks like a hole so much from a bagel
New day - I hide my shadow under the bed
Someone forgot his old umbrella under the pillow, the public laughs so much

New day - in front of me two glasses with wine
In one of them, pure poison, in the other - a little bit of impurity
New day - my whole life now seems to me sleep
I drank both glasses to the bottom and asked me to bring me more

New day - I turn into a cigarette smoke
I merge with the beeps of cars, I merge with mud into a ditch
New day - who wanted to be always young
That tried this path and sometimes I found a crossing ...