Текст песни Александр Розенбаум - Низкий старт

Throw me aunt map on luck,
Throw me a trump card, do not complain.
Again, I take a low start -
With low running out fast.

Throw me aunt card for all
Again, I'm broke.
I took a roundabout roulette,
Ribbon'll ram.

Is that my fault,
What made the country
Choking from wine with vodka.
Enough sorrow to mourn,
Again, it is necessary to take risks,
We must strike while the gold pharynx.

Throw me, my aunt, my card,
I love the seven of diamonds,
All that is behind it, I lay down,
Besides from lilac days

Besides from violent offense -
No offense would not know good,
Besides from the cockpit
Those in which the world izletal.

Del is generally a little bit:
Running times and sigh,
To dig yourself
Pit.
A shovel podnesut -
There they are all right there -
Cross does not drag, and carry
Straight.

I'll take the low start,
Spike to anything,
They prevent undressed soul.
Desperate spurt
Jerk - he is lonely,
But it's better than paradise in a tent.

Give me the map that hand.
Not what we now blame.
I clamp destiny in his hand
And damned if I was gonna get.

Throw me aunt map on luck,
Throw me a trump card, do not complain.
Again, I take a low start -
With low running out fast