Текст песни Старовер - 20 лет спустя

It was usually hard to get up with a hangover
Let a new week burn in hell.
So long ago I'm getting back as a pendulum
First, to work later with friends in the Kabak.
In life there are dreams - to hang fasteners
So as not to see the start of the next month.
45 lives only begins
I looked at this film last Friday.
And gray clouds deeply shit
That I am with them the same color
Over the window rainy summer.

And I drink vodka as twenty years ago.
Only often grieves in the eyes.
This age is critical that
Hints to tie me with alcohol.
But I drink vodka as twenty years ago
What else to tell me
There was a time when I filed hope
And now you will rarely see me sober.

I often make sense in life in life
Thought Happiness is from the top of God's spark.
My search for alas was not crowned with success
I do not believe in God now and I do not believe in happiness
It was usually hard to accept
But I found a consensus on the shop window from whiskey.
So many years passed from the institute bench
Still still: neither the car is neither a family.
And gray clouds deeply shit
What defeated me sad
So I'll get started today.

And I drink vodka as twenty years ago.
Only often grieves in the eyes.
This age is critical that
Hints to tie me with alcohol.
But I drink vodka as twenty years ago
What else to tell me
There was a time when I filed hope
And now you will rarely see me sober.