Текст песни Рубильник - Алкаш

Now I write with a pencil,
Like yesterday, I became an alcoholic ,
Now I head against nedruzhu
When I go into the bout .

I Chmyr for that drink,
I have shoot a trifle.
It happens sometimes when blyuyu nazhrus .
And fuck do?

And when I took the pencil,
I realized that even drunk ,
And what is invisible , I lived life
When a port wine zadruzhil