Текст песни ПХ - Редкие гости

Slowly, shuffling boots
going
By lantern light the street.
Sleepily through the day the heated air
bredesh,
A cigarette smolders beautifully, smoked.
.
The loud hysterics or stupor
usually
We, as two clowns
keep hitting.
Now just calm and unusual
Over the life of a nose
We laugh.
.
The air is darker, thickens,
Brighter light of shop windows.
We both rare cases,
Rarely alone.
Rarely open your door,
Occasionally, guests are,
Therefore, your confidence in me
So before the chills
heat
sneaks.
I want to be you
Necessarily fit,
Just,
with no reason.
I would have plowed asphalt underfoot night
To more and more with you not to remain silent.
Inside, everything is mad: want to say but can not,
Afraid of his declarations scare.
But to hell with buckets verbal dregs.
Forget -
Just shuffling of ofonarevshey street
Next to be.