Lyrics Скрябін, 1997 Казки - Коралі

I got up very early, waiting for no one,
Soon he got in the car and scratched at home.
I myself do not know what, and then no one knows
I have experience, I have experience ...
The sky is tired, it can no longer hang,
Dogs, people, pigs, come here.
Take the shovels in your hands, because something has to be done,
Everyone mows, everyone mows ...
On the road a little pit, not people, but spots,
Everyone lives in the same city in the evenings and days.
You walk to yourself little by little, do not touch anything, zaki
Nobody asks or asks ...
To the station, to the suburban station, you need a hall,
I shove the money into the cash register, nothing was stolen from my pockets.
I catch up with the train, I fall asleep on the newspaper,
I read, I read ...
Then I go home ...
Then I'm going home ...
And then my colleagues are very nice musicians,
Don't let the bread eat, just let it play.
But no one has money, but the mood does not spoil,
Let's talk, let's talk ...
On the street contagion and on the water contagion,
There is no one to fool - everyone is already wise to the point.
Here everyone has their own radio-FM,
That is good, that is good ...
Here every day fog, here every day rain,
Kobits walk in pairs here and there in the square.
The pharmacy is around the corner, unfinished business
To the young, to the young ...
I'll get a little older, I'll get a little gray,
I smoked a lot, but I didn't want to.
No one will understand anymore,
Why I always wanted to go home ...