Текст песни ЗВИНЦОВ Александр - В кафе

I sat in a cafe until midnight
The mind was not robbery - robbery
If someone had prophesied to me it all
Here comes the buter slowly.

Fraerskaya suit without noticeable sight
Yes, and it requires attention.
Tsepura on it immodest hung,
Like a ship in the Pacific.
Tsepura on it immodest hung,
Like a ship in the Pacific.

He roared as the market after Shmona,
And more than once Lopatnikov bodies.
With curiosity, I spied,
And get out of here no longer in a hurry.

After our third falcon began to grow dim
Popritih and asked calculation
All grumbled, not approving the kitchen
And threatened that more would come here.
All grumbled, not approving the kitchen
And threatened that more would come here.

The night was, as ordered, very dark
I already watchdog disabled
No & quot; cakes & quot; immodest and chains
He rested silently, not mowed.

And how it was, my friends, surprise
When I dobrёl to his home,
The purse just eh vodka money
But the chain was not gold.
The purse just eh vodka money
But the chain was not gold.