Текст песни Чёрный рынок - Джаз

Jazz, torn shreds from under the wheels, salty mud
Who is this dog in the eye? He just a dog named Jazz
There is a fifth floor, square meters, carpets and parquet
And his - well, where is there so much blood in him that his kind of like not

CHORUS 1:
Wind mute conductor
Maestro of creaking bolts and dangling curtains
Remind me that is forgotten
On the door will play open
Broken rhythm, broken rhythm

Howl, like an executioner cutting the moon from the shoulders of silence
Wait, drunk trumpeter - you solved his terrible dreams
We will be loved by those who do not tolerate neighboring dogs
Only jazz is on a chain and as if sleeping
But it somehow lies wrong

CHORUS 1: The same (2 times)

CHORUS 2:
Look at the street - the sun is shining -
Lie down and squint
And he will answer
You see, I don’t have to live
If there is no one else
Be in love

CHORUS 2:
Look at the street - the sun is shining -
Lie down and squint
And he will answer
You see, I don’t have to live
If there is no one else ...