Текст песни Триада - Королек Птичка Певчая

Isstari Truth afar expelled
It has long been a pier thinker
The only
Sincere close to us
In the pure ability to find a
Only ask questions about the soul ...

Truth time immemorial long distance
Expelled from the pier thinker
The only
Sincere close to us
In the pure ability to find a
It just believe ! ..

Pleasant shade of the club,
Smoke clubs
Air -bit coarse cuts
& quot; Click- clack ! & quot;
Ladies dance
In the light of neon lamp-
woman vamp
Drunk in the trash ,
But suddenly catch the beat ! ..
Intermission ...
And there -
for the dance floor
In the corner stands stolik-
sitting man-
Forty years in appearance,
In looking through the cold ,
And the black head from an early age
Sedin Silvers severely ...
Lazy genius from birth ,
As Onegin Eugene ,
It nonetheless
tended
By constant meditation ...
strangeness
again
The idea seems to be frozen in motion
stubborn ,
Gave rise to wrinkles and folds ,
right
mind wobbly
Took a lot of doom gadkih-
He tackled the complex puzzle ...
In exhaustion ,
Impatient ...
Portions of nicotine and coffee ...
This Glory Korolek-
An hour later he be at a gathering of
It is necessary,
Alignment here kakoy-
He must declare Gad
The one who saved his throat
More on the first best-selling ...
& quot; Okay - somehow settle ... & quot; -
Infuriated
He clenched his fist tatuirovku-
Recalled felling
How to run with him in Tayge-
Two weeks moss ate !
Barely breathing ...
called -
Came two shesterki-
Helped him to get up ...
& quot; spit on the concept !
I have - the concept !
Try to take me ! .. & Quot; -
So he thought ,
When closing the car door ,
And in the suburbs suffered tires ...

Somewhere in the suburbs ...

Five to five kind of ...
It must be all here ...
Soon after leaving the car for two quarters
Suitable for summer cafe-
Sitting there pyatero-
Already under the boss ,
Two cast him
& quot; Zdarova , pal ! & quot;
He nodded , standing,
said :
& quot; We will not argue - empty ...
Well, then, boys,
You know who I am!
Better get drunk land
But Misha Crow rot , I will not let you !
Tear off each head ,
Who at least once
say
A word in the direction of his guilt ! & Quot;
Turned the table,
Silent ...
And deaf
From that silence !
Did not see anyone
The ribs stabbed him a pen -
Before his eyes suddenly became dark !
reeled
All around ,
Somewhere floated ,
Heart pounding, hopping , shrank !
Sticky drops fell on the floor ...
almost light
And just before dawn ,
In warm breasts
Somehow ...
& quot; mama
whispered on-
I would walk to the tram tracks ,
And there - their ... & quot;
lights ,
Dancing lights ,
He left a trail of blood ,
Steps so difficult to give ,
Trying walked
resisting
Attraction shaky ground ...
He was found only in the morning
early
misty -
lifeless ,
But with a happy smile ...

Isstari Truth afar expelled
It has long been a pier thinker
The only
Sincere close to us
In the pure ability to find a
Only ask questions about the soul ...

Truth time immemorial long distance
Expelled from the pier thinker
The only
Sincere close to us
In pure find a way