Текст песни r.ei - Муза-шлюха

On a white sheet of paper in rhyme
My impromptu always suffers.
I used insatiable muse-nymph,
The one that liberates words.

Where is vital that thought a whore?
I waited in the kitchen and ruin oneself by drink.
It would be whose head against zanyuhanny,
It would not at all needed.

Need a noose on Spesivykh muses,
To drag dragged to the table.
A predpoemnogo aperitif
I will always be able to pour it.

And that does not let go,
In brotherhood with them secretly
I'd treated the ringing of glasses
Their stihotropnym substance.

We created and used is not diverted:
I gave handle A pile of four.
And he would have left without saying goodbye,
They were locked alone in the apartment.