Текст песни Исмаил Коркмазов - Хожу хмельной

I go drunk, drunk in the morning,
Instead of wine, to blame.

Chorus:
Solid friends that come down from the track,
What I drink every day, and I'm drunk on love.
From her words and look, I'm drunk without wine,
From the streets on which she went.
I'm drunk, and curtains in front of the window,
The window from which she smiled at me.
From white, coastal solar days,
She hid the shadow.

For all the crying
And he does not drink
That people pour, and did not drink

Chorus:
Solid friends that come down from the track,
What I drink every day, and I'm drunk on love.
From her words and look, I'm drunk without wine,
From the streets on which she went.
I'm drunk, and curtains in front of the window,
The window from which she smiled at me.
From white, coastal solar days,
She hid the shadow.