Текст песни В'луже - причал

and we all fall down
but where it is not clear
7:00 am Moscow time
head still cloudy
how many times to remember
about nashix skazkax
I still just do not see
in the minds of paints
I know all the same
that the more important stories tvoix
rain breaks window
and the mood is dangerous
morning run on the red
and do not know what you
for all angles waits happiness
and may someday we will be better
our stars will not only be in a pool
and when I meet my fate
it will be necessary to say something in response
You will need to
and you never know
what was behind the wall
the sounds of screams, oh
and we are not near
us with you
seven o'clock
it is a time of happiness
spitsja time of bad weather
time survive under Pointer
and our paint fade
paintings and silhouettes
familiar poets drunk
under Feta
and tomorrow may
Finally comes the summer
I still believe the same will
According to human
and I will drink together
people with a guitar
and tomorrow is summer
and we will not be enough
get up from his knees to his feet
and start over
but at the end of the path
we will dock