Текст песни Владимир Сочинский - Я в первый раз не пью до дна

Glasses of red wine
Minors of the black piano.
The first time I don’t drink to the bottom,
I do not break the line of morality.

I wrote a lot of lines
And they were all about the same
But my last monologue
It will be much more sober, stricter.

He will put everything in its place:
Why have I lived all these years
Whom he loved and only slept with
In the arms of windy freedom.

What I really dreamed about
Not out loud, but only in stealth
And why the human grin
I was chased by an eye.

But there’s one last chance
I "from above" received a reprieve -
Restore soul balance
Decent putting an end to it.

Glasses of red wine
Minors of the black piano.
At first I don’t drink to the bottom,
Without drowning out the notes of sadness.

January 2016