Текст песни Ес Соя и David Arthur Brown - По олдскулу

i will spend the night with cigarettes
a day in a glass
and all my sadness will disappear
you can fuck with other poets
but dare not carry their collections in your bag
and read their poems by heart

they write poetry in their notebooks
without a single blot
and everything is so gently aptly

but you know baby

I'm ready to wait for you under the arch
without giving time meaning
without exposing it to the bill.

and further

this, of course, is quite old school,
but I would give the soul to hell
to once again
kiss
your cheekbones.