Текст песни VOLCHOK - Рыбы

We sit here until morning,
Tell me about trust,
Pisces wants to shore,
And I will leave slamming the door.

Touch accident to the skin,
Your lips magnet.
Good fish goes with beer,
Beer tastes bitter.

Call me and I'll come,
Houses I have no one waiting.
Fish death fight on the ice,
And I miss the other.

Frowned disdainfully sky
Autumn slush and wind,
I am in the 94th,
The knit black beret.

Once again I can not sleep the morning
Sunday run to the kitchen,
I am in the 94th,
There my mother prepares pancakes,

From the smell stuffy,
From memories to me bitterly,
I am in the 94th,
And there sit quietly.

I'll leave you all remember me,
You go away, but you will remember forever,
We leave, but we will remember forever.
We will go, but we will remember forever.