Текст песни Дефекты Речи - Иностранец

Night after night - white dance again
And again with heels in the stomach ...
In this life I'm just a foreigner
An oddly dressed freak.

I'm heading into people. I cherish communication,
I learn turns on the go.
Am I sweating with you a little?
Will I ever leave in the morning?

With a tagged phrase, hastily learned
Not to hit me in the top ten again ...
All my communication is to laugh at the chickens.
What gestures are there! Here you have to shout ...

All thoughtfully groom their shell
And wisely they swallow the wine.
How sorry I am that we are all foreigners
We are not given to understand each other.

I hide my confusion in tonguelessness
Only comes to me again
Indifference and disgust
To this poorly dressed country ...