Текст песни Mp3 - Электрический стул

Hello dear Konviser,
I sent you many letters,
But you did not answer to any of them.
I am writing from the distant Brest
And you're all from somewhere else.
And the city of Brest is not available in your tour.
I know it's your birthday soon,
But I do not come, I'm sorry.
Thank you god for what you have.
Your portrait I keep under my pillow,
And you hate my girlfriend,
But son, I still call in your honor.

Who? Electric chair!
Who? What would be hung up a chair!
Who? On a chair with wheels!
And you need a chair?
Who? Electric chair!
Who? What would be hung up a chair!
Who? On a chair with wheels!
And you need a chair?

I do not smoke, and because you do not smoke,
I do not like the fact that you do not love,
I do not want anything that you do not want.
I hope that soon will come to St. Petersburg,
But is there a chance we see you?
Or at least see your footprints.
This world is dreary and cramped,
And I can not wait your new songs.
Or at least read a newspaper interview.
I send you my photo
On the back of the verses and chords
Maybe when you remember it and my song

Electric chair!
Who? What would be hung up a chair!
Who? On a chair with wheels!
And you need a chair?
Who? Electric chair!
Who? What would be hung up a chair!
Who? On a chair with wheels!
And you need a chair?

Who? This elektrostul?
To hang that would chair ...
And RV, RV ...
And this wonderful chair ...
This elektrostul?
To hang that would chair ...
And RV, RV ...
Chair...

Electric chair!
Who? What would be hung up a chair!
Who? On a chair with wheels!
And you need a chair?
Who? Electric chair!
Who? What would be hung up a chair!
Who? On a chair with wheels!
And you need a chair?