Текст песни Вадим Демидов - Дьявол на моем плече

The devil on my shoulder was once a good fellow
Childhood pink punched me on my channel
The devil on my shoulder for me, graduated from high school
Only for the fact that I sold my soul to rock 'n' roll

The devil on my shoulder put together a rock band for me
Songs forced to write, I squeezed like a sponge
The devil on my shoulder has taught me chords
And then, when I sang, I listened to my songs proudly

Are we to disappear in the war called life?
Are we to disappear in the sky called death?

The devil on my shoulder poured into my glass of vodka
Sometimes gave smoking tempered thereby throat
The devil on my shoulder, he was not eclipsed me the sun
He often gave love by making me troezhentsem

Are we to disappear in the war called life?
Are we to disappear in the sky called death?

The devil on my shoulder was sometimes scolded me
He did not scold me, he saw a friend in me
The devil on my shoulder I scored top place
Higher than the Empire State, but just below Mount Everest

So if we get lost on the war called life?
Are we to disappear in the sky called death?