Текст песни Игорь Иванов - На завтрак радио и кофе

For breakfast radio and coffee,
The newspapers write about love.
Jerk
We start a weekday.
And there will be a day to joy SCUD,
We will live it later
Everything is unobtrusively forget
How unobtrusively live ...
How many melodies died
In the noise of a talent day
Music is passed by
Leaving us only this echo,
Echo stubborn hope forgotten for a long time.
What do we manite, as before
In the sky size?
I will escape from the staircase to the will.
I have no cola or yard,
Do not remember lich!
Somewhere inappropriate, wait for it (or imagined me?)
Marevo Fatamargana, rider on a pale horse ...
No, he is still far away
No from not behind me
No, he is still far away
No from not behind me
Not…