Текст песни Юрий Шевчук - Я завтра брошу пить

tomorrow will throw a drink, that's surprised light
Buy a dozen books and bent corduroy.
I squeezed pimples, I Pattle trimmed,
Eau de cologne for saving faces.

And the grocery store in the morning I will go as a man,
And pals spite, I'll knock on the cake check.
And with that, here's the cake will come to your home,
And my Claudius tells me: "My God!"

And we'll drink tea, newspapers read aloud.
And Klavka, maybe with a put to sleep.
Oh, my Claudia, I love you!
Of these patients feelings I may be, and drink!

And then everything goes as in the import movies,
I buy a guitar, wallpaper and mirror.
The public call, do not drink champagne,
Will be put at the table as a judge.

For it is not a sin and we drink today.
Pour on, mother, I also red one hundred grams!
Come on, deryabnem eh, yes of my fate,
But for this I pour white!

Tomorrow I'll throw a drink ...