Текст песни Семен Слепаков и Владимир Якубов - Новый год

Beating a strange rhythm, looking at the moon

In a room with a window open, someone smokes on the floor

Ashes falls on trousers and on a red parquet

There is no one else in the house.

I love you for being unhappy forever.

Without you I'm a horse in the panto, and with you I'm a hero, but

Ashes fall on the trousers, the snow falls in the hands

In addition to snow, there is nothing ...

The New Year comes suddenly somewhere after twelve, drunk glasses and blows in Moscow

New Year begins tomorrow

Breakfast appears

Two bottles of wine and a salad of oliv ...

I have gas in my kitchen

He is a murderer, I'm a hero

And every time so many kind eyes watching my game

Ashes falls on trousers and on a red parquet

There is no one else in the house

The cold come

On the roads snow and ice

Never, never will he understand her

And the ash falls on his trousers, the snow falls in his hands

In addition to snow, there is nothing ...