Текст песни кот наплакал - падение с причала

Sample a phrase in the bowels of consciousness.
Not having drunk a gram, I go to bed drunk.
A strange voice, evening and crimson light,
It breaks through the mesh lattice.
Gin in a glass, no one is already calling mom.
Everything is over. What did we eventually become?
The edges of the mind gently imprison feelings
Like the waves of stones upon which I rush.
I do not want a miracle, where to fairy tales, if everyone has bared around?
You and I stayed like wax melted.
But don’t tell others, they are steam and smoke,
As thoughtless and strange as this world.
I lit out of stupidity, now the last salvation.
I bring a cigarette to my mouth
And you are lying, without any modesty.
For a moment, happy, but also broken.
Stomps a verse from a song we know
Drizzles outside the windows, puddles bubble up on the pavement.
Say that I am like everyone else, no better and no worse.
Tell me, it’s choking me from puffing tobacco.
I'm sick of the sight of the passengers in the city minibus.
Being lost, I try not to lose face.
Laughing at your not funny joke
And it seems that not to see the end.
Everything will be repeated again, first.
Only cold hands and sharp features.
I enter your house jerkily, falling from the pier.