Текст песни Ес Соя и David Arthur Brown - По олдскулу

I would spend the night for cigarettes
day in a glass
and melt away all my sadness
you can screw around with other poets
but do not dare to wear them in a bag collections
and read their poems by heart

they write poems in their notebooks
without a single blot
and all so aptly nezhno-

but, you know , babe

I am willing to wait for you under the arch ,
not giving time values
without exposing it to the bank .

and further

This , of course , quite old school ,
but I would give soul to the devil ,
again to
kiss
your cheekbones .