Текст песни ЗВИНЦОВ Александр - Я косяк пущу по кругу

I cant comin around, sing from the heart for a friend
To the song of the soul I took.
We saw him so rarely since the youngsters,
It separates us is the will, the prison.
We saw him so rarely since the youngsters,
It separates us is the will, the prison.
We have to admit - we have not eighteen
Life rushed like a herd of horses dashing.
Hold without sunlight with cigarette smoke
Robs our lives for many days.
Hold without sunlight with cigarette smoke
Robs our lives for many days.

Barking dogs, screaming convoy often disturb my sleep
All that dream dissolved in the darkness
And the rest of the night I go to sleep does not want to
I gaze at the spot on the moon.
And the rest of the night I go to sleep does not want to
I gaze at the spot on the moon.

Well, so, hold on, bratuha, since such us nepruha
It is not even the whole deck on the table
We still play their and will go for a walk
We are still going to be with you on horseback.
We still play their and will go for a walk
We are still going to be with you on horseback.
We still play their and will go for a walk
We are still going to be with you on horseback.