Текст песни Hawaiian - Тамбур

Today your heart is a cold tambour,
And in it burned their poems obsessed devils - bards.
Who drew the parties yesterday, tomorrow
In the word cuts a scalpel,
By setting on the sink rows,
And from what dough are you, what would have rolled under the first rolling pin?
From your purposes, at the time of building sand castles!
What did you get up, idiot, run!
Today your heart is a tired doctor.
Scalpel - a train drives under the skin,
And you are in the gift paper Schomkan.
Waiting, what life will cook you cakes?
Life .. lucky, leaves crust,
And leaves you alone ..
And leaves you alone.