Lyrics Диана Арбенина - Одиночество есть человек во фраке

Loneliness - there is a man in a tailcoat.
Many complaints and tears. I'm like a tennis ball
Reflecting myself from the transparent rear
What is called a table. I remembered how cold
Magic buckwheat on the communal stove,
And I would give myself to everyone who wants. But eternal
My delight and sadness under the cover of the duduk.
If you only knew how I wanted your hand then
Bathe in the caresses of the proud, in the treachery of Sevan.
The crane has loneliness
On which hangs a float made of concrete
And breaks the foundry in the desert homeless.
Loneliness is vodka without pleasure.
Better coffee, wine, tasteless money.
It's easy to earn them -
Just go out and sing. Swaddled in force
My voice gives years to the immortal hall.
Loneliness is and lurks in train stations
An emigrant whines on his knees - back.
But I don’t trust anyone anymore, only my brother.
And don't you dare call me Morse code
I'm gone forever, everything is extremely serious.
Salute, bye! A piece of Green's fairy tale.
There is loneliness. I will wait patiently
Plus the bottom line. Loneliness the tailcoat goes into the buttonholes
A clear outline of the face, the corner of the page is folded
And winter, like emery in the face, as if in a fight.
Loneliness is a man in a tailcoat.