Lyrics Ночные снайперы - Бутылки
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Воет, воет южный ветер, южный ветер для проклятий.
Мы с тобой одни на свете, мы с тобой друг другу братья.
Наши сестры не знакомы, они встретятся не скоро.
Обойдутся без объятий - случай неблагоприятен.
Тем не менее, конечно, мы с тобой не обойдёмся
Без красивых стильных жестов, без желания продолжить.
Наши встречи, потанцуем, попоем и завоюем,
Как итог поставим точку, в общем, скоротаем ночку.
Вчетвером. Нам нужен пятый: все звенит от напряженья.
Я уже не ощущаю, только чувствую скольженье
На-набедренной повязки и уже боюсь развязки,
Перепутаны все лица, пусть мне лучше это снится.
Но звонок. И нас четыре, плюс четыре, плюс пятнадцать.
Все смешалось в нашем мире, в нашем доме, в нашем царстве.
А красавица-девица смотрит грустно и прощально,
И мне хочется напиться только с ней и только чаю.
И не чаю в завершенье с ней проснуться рано утром
И победным маршем в душ я отправляюсь, это чудно.
И с хозяином-занудой расстаемся мы душевно,
И не очень это сложно, очень даже совершенно.
Воет, воет южный ветер,
Воет, воет южный ветер.
The South wind howls, the South wind howls for curses.
We are alone in the world, we are brothers to each other.
Our sisters are not familiar, they will not meet soon.
Will go without hugs - the case is unfavorable.
Nevertheless, of course, we will not do without you
Without beautiful stylish gestures, without the desire to continue.
Our meetings, dance, sing and conquer,
As a result, we put the point, in general, we'll pass the night.
The four of us. We need a fifth: everything is ringing with tension.
I do not feel, just feel slipping
On-loincloth bandages and already afraid of denouement,
All faces are confused, let me dream it better.
But the call. And we are four, plus four, plus fifteen.
Everything has mixed up in our world, in our home, in our kingdom.
A beautiful girl looks sad and farewell,
And I want to get drunk only with her and only with tea.
And do not finish tea with her wake up early in the morning
And I go to the shower with a victorious march, it's wonderful.
And we part with the owner-boring person mentally,
And it's not very difficult, very even perfect.
The South wind howls, howls,
The South wind howls, howls.
We are alone in the world, we are brothers to each other.
Our sisters are not familiar, they will not meet soon.
Will go without hugs - the case is unfavorable.
Nevertheless, of course, we will not do without you
Without beautiful stylish gestures, without the desire to continue.
Our meetings, dance, sing and conquer,
As a result, we put the point, in general, we'll pass the night.
The four of us. We need a fifth: everything is ringing with tension.
I do not feel, just feel slipping
On-loincloth bandages and already afraid of denouement,
All faces are confused, let me dream it better.
But the call. And we are four, plus four, plus fifteen.
Everything has mixed up in our world, in our home, in our kingdom.
A beautiful girl looks sad and farewell,
And I want to get drunk only with her and only with tea.
And do not finish tea with her wake up early in the morning
And I go to the shower with a victorious march, it's wonderful.
And we part with the owner-boring person mentally,
And it's not very difficult, very even perfect.
The South wind howls, howls,
The South wind howls, howls.