Текст песни Гетсби - День рождения

Epigraph:
When loses balance
Your consciousness is tired,
When the steps of this stairs
Go from under the feet like a deck ...
When spits for humanity
Your night loneliness
I.Ordsky "Loneliness"

You come home. Empty apartment.
On the table there is an emergency bottle of beer,
Cockroaches on the floor water dance,
Probably celebrate your new year cockroach.

And autumn will take their hands in his hands.
White - on blue. Then - White on white,
Dense the sky and leaves
White. White. White. White chalk.

The soul will pay, the soul is drunk,
And it will become cold somewhere inside
Bread into the farthest corner
"Drink ..." - Discover your dry lips

See the sky through the grid of her hair
You dream to screaming cobine,
Kissing passionately, kisser
With cold glass. Bottles of Portwine.

And what if you take and throw drinking,
How nice it should have been
And life will shine like parquet varnish.
Probably it will look like this ...

... You come home. Empty apartment.
On the table an emergency bottle of kefir,
Cockroaches donate the remains of cookies,
Probably celebrate your cockties of the birthday.

Birthday.
Birthday
Every day, from year to year -
Birthday or new year.