Текст песни Антон Лаврентьев - Чикаго

One old man said to me : How ,
Why are you the coffin of his life ?
Sitting on the ground is very sweet ,
And the world seemed immovable .
As you burn your talents ,
And you're wasting your time in vain .
Son, well, whether as a musician ,
Grab the hell out of all of the anchor.
Grab soon and blow in Chicago
And there you want to do , though plyashi
And then go and completely burn
In its stone wilderness .