Текст песни Сбой Систем - Правила

failed System
"Rules"

Today early in the morning got up and unmade her bed,
The daily ritual of long ago had time to get me.
And every day the same, the years of petty vanity,
On the route from the front door to the kitchen stove.
And ten all go to bed and get up at six.
But the rules devised to be broken!

On the shoes on my feet look askance all around.
In the hands of a guitar and a glass - probably the best one.
And let me often say that my music as noise.
But shoes do not change on a business suit.
Yesterday came up with a law that forbids me to breathe,
But the rules devised to be broken!