Текст песни Братья по разуму - По ночам в тиши, точу карандаши

At night, in the silence sharpen pencils
And do not laugh, everyone wears away at age 19.
Pencil in hand and take Pinch
Bring him sharpener ... oh-oh-oh, how happy I am ...

Pencil sharpening at night is impossible,
But whet nights will know me!
Incidentally we all sharpen at night in the quiet,
And throw sharpener before you rush.
You'll give all of the pencil!

I know for me, I no longer needed
Classmates, the teacher, the whole ten & quot; in & quot;
My friends, there are pencils,
I have my own sharpener, oh, it's true!
Pencil sharpening better slowly,
To lead is not broken in pencil!
Each wears away where want -
At home and in the subway.
Nature at work in the theater and film.
My fate -
Sharpen EVER!

Many, many times we asked
Are not you ashamed to sing about the pencil.
We are not ashamed, no, we hurt, yes!
What simple stationery you very confused.
Well, we-cho, we got to do And,
What everyone in the HETE I am thinking about one.
Each viewer is looking for in a song cho something of their own.
Even the lyrics, if there is nothing.
We have a large-repertoire.
We sang about you-Stationery ....

- Come to sharpen!
-A Che? Come on!

-OREVUAR!