Текст песни механический часовщик - надежды

On the clock five fifteen in the morning,
You are sitting, tired to madness.
Quietly waiting for your dream
It will fall down by moving the blanket.
What will come, and without a knock on the door,
After all, the keys have a long time ago
Will say a little audible: "Believe
I had a friend from my "
And you will be glad and
You hug it, almost crying
From that ... from that ... because
What turned to you at least today luck:
Although returned home today.
Although now I did not leave without faith,
As if he is only yours, only yours! ...
But, as you already know, pain is not measures.
He did not come today again
And you, hardly breathing from the insult
You do not want to let him play
With your heart, that the Nemesis is burning with fire.
As if you are, ah, domesticated dog,
You will take revenge, the beauty of the prog.
Yes ... soon the smoke of your muddy fell
Where are you, after night, pressed it
To yourself without a resentment and evil
Let's let go, fond of step-off.
After all, you know, he is not your destiny
You will not be able to save it, from the mobile sip.
And so far there is no whole.
And it is not, borrowing in the night.
And again, filling out fetal cigarettes,
Something quietly under the nose you mumble.
Oh, yes, you can't tolerate them.
But now, putting it,
You will exhale winding smoke through your mouth
Golden and drunk laughing.