Lyrics План Эвакуации - Високосный год
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Кто-то угнал мой любимый «Урал»,
Я трое суток не спал, снова забухал.
Что мне делать, родная?
Я так сильно устал.
Я устал от тебя и от глупой вражды,
Между нами давно сожжены мосты.
Ты сама виновата –
Я к тебе остыл.
Сколько можно играть с собой и с судьбой?
Я не тибетский монах, не супер герой,
Не хочу быть псом – нужно быть собой.
Ну когда же пройдёт високосный год,
Когда нам всем, наконец, повезёт?
Где летний ветер, что несёт облака?
Когда же весна?
Надоело пить пиво, надоела зима.
Достала квартира и разговор до утра.
Что мне делать, родная? –
Я сошел с ума.
Достали алкаши и сотни разлук,
Надоело смотреть, как спивается мой друг
И особенно гнетёт этот замкнутый круг.
Накаляет гопота и гнилой базар,
Я не хочу с затулинки ехать на вокзал.
Я в какой-то депрухе –
Скорей бы привал.
Someone hijacked my beloved Ural,
I didn’t sleep for three days, and again swelled.
What should I do, dear?
I'm so tired.
I'm tired of you and stupid hostility
Bridges have been burnt between us for a long time.
It’s your own fault
I have cooled to you.
How much can you play with yourself and with fate?
I'm not a Tibetan monk, not a super hero
I do not want to be a dog - you need to be yourself.
Well, when will the leap year pass,
When are we all finally lucky?
Where is the summer wind that carries clouds?
When is spring?
Tired of drinking beer, tired of winter.
I got an apartment and talk until morning.
What should I do, dear? -
I've gone mad.
We got drunks and hundreds of partings,
Tired of watching my friend get drunk
And this vicious circle is especially depressing.
Gopot and rotten bazaar,
I do not want to go from the back of the train to the station.
I'm in some kind of deproh -
Hurry to halt.
I didn’t sleep for three days, and again swelled.
What should I do, dear?
I'm so tired.
I'm tired of you and stupid hostility
Bridges have been burnt between us for a long time.
It’s your own fault
I have cooled to you.
How much can you play with yourself and with fate?
I'm not a Tibetan monk, not a super hero
I do not want to be a dog - you need to be yourself.
Well, when will the leap year pass,
When are we all finally lucky?
Where is the summer wind that carries clouds?
When is spring?
Tired of drinking beer, tired of winter.
I got an apartment and talk until morning.
What should I do, dear? -
I've gone mad.
We got drunks and hundreds of partings,
Tired of watching my friend get drunk
And this vicious circle is especially depressing.
Gopot and rotten bazaar,
I do not want to go from the back of the train to the station.
I'm in some kind of deproh -
Hurry to halt.