Текст песни Дима Соломатин - Пишусь на стуле

21.03.2012
I wake up , turn negative ,
I walk past the mirror and stupid smile .
I write even when I drink tea ,
It's a pity that my memory changes .
So I replace it on the record ,
Leaflets , notebooks , writing on the tablecloths ,
Its hundredth verse , I will write on the heel .
I'm up to the poet , not a few years more ,
And that's why I'm waiting for my victory.
This summer I will record a mixtape ,
My songs are not meat , and a good steak .
I write neatly into the van Take ,
This stream, which beats the current ,
Then I zalipnu the door or window.
Pishus on a chair ,
And not for a miracle studio.