Текст песни Е. Гурин и гр. Корсар - Исповедь

I sang a lot, I drank a lot,
I fought with a janitor and shaved with a knife.
And what did I get in return -
Broke all the strings and cut the larger.

I go through life like a thin ice
And thirst for change.
Deu, I am a throat every time in the emptiness,
So as not to get used to this life in hell.

I sang about the day, and sang about the daughter,
I melted love, but was alone.
And maybe I was ready
Become an old labum and mad dog.

I go through life like a thin ice
And thirst for change.
Deu, I am a throat every time in the emptiness,
So as not to get used to this life in hell.

Last day and this night
I was presented with a couple of crumpled rhymes.
And if suddenly disadvantaged,
So these are those who whispering your back,

That I go through life exactly on the ice,
No songs and love.
And I do not sleep, although I know, by morning
I will not remember any songs or rhymes.