Текст песни Ден - Пролей на меня вино

Darn life as holey sock,
 Everything has an end and a limit.
 So you bury between the lines,
 So, how long I have wanted.

 It's hard to hold, it is hard to admit,
 That does not go away by itself.
 And every moment want to sleep.
 I'm not tired, there's just got you.

 My God,
 Pour me wine.
 I know this is more useless to ask,
 But I'm your grain.

 Dawn of the dawn, changing days
 Similar sandwich.
 What slowly falls butter side down,
 Considering that it is taking off.

 And in the lonely, the sick apartment
 Himself surrounding slovami-
 I'm lost in a dream world,
 Where is the sun rising between us ...

 My God,
 Pour me wine.
 I know this is more useless to ask,
 But I'm your grain.

Here I have you buried between the lines
So, how long have wanted
But I feel - this is not a period,
This is not the limit.