Текст песни Владимир Ронкин - Упала ранняя звезда

It fell early star
The coolness of the mountains.
I wake up - for
I need to run.
This dinner was a vile,
But everyone was asleep,
And I'm alone in the stillness of the night,
In the liquid stool.

Again, I could not resist
The temptation.
Again, drunk as a pig,
Canned different.
I sit in the rocks and in the hands of mnu
Newspaper & quot; TRUE & quot ;.
After eating stew a hurry,
How wrong I was.

Where is my night is now sometimes
Search pill
To turn my soft chair
The stool.
And is there in the world in general
Such a force,
To guide me
And strengthen.

The tents wet sleeping friends -
They dream ... frogs.
And I do not sleep, I turn-spinning
From side to side.
Return here and I on the left
And on the right.
Yes, do not lead to good
The bad manners.