Текст песни Mr. Hard - Тройной железобетон

Bending wood floor yellow,
You broke on the scene .
String its splinter
Torn wires .

Swing roof of the club ,
Where I like to act .
How great is that the walls here -
Three concrete !

As a reflection of the sunset
Lantern illuminates us.
Are you sad violinist ,
Let's play Hardets

You take us to the group ,
Then we write the album .
It's great that there is no need
I write in rhyme !

And yet, with sore throat
I never cease to sing .
Those who in the nineties
I tried hard to write.

Dreams and their songs
We fill each club .
It's great that their walls
Three concrete !