Текст песни Трали-Вали - Надоело

I'm tired of writing empty poems on the table
Tired of lying to myself and others
I'm tired of waiting for inspiration
I'm tired of everything ...

I'm tired of remembering you in the morning.
Tired of changing addresses, names
Tired of howling - these are the lives, here's the moon
I'm tired of [ah-ah]: your mother!

Tired of noise on the columns of shoddy
Tired of guessing on bottles of beer
Tired of waiting for a rock 'n' roll parish
I'm tired of everything ...

Tired of [a] swim all to other people's shores
Tired of [a] be either here or there
Tired cum and love without love
I'm sick of you: your mother!