Текст песни Иван Ургант - пойду напьюсь.....

Rain, and you stand under my window waiting
Although I live on the eighth floor
And you can not see my windows already
They are behind the clouds

Sleep, I'll go on the big bed
And you'll stay to guard me
Trying to light a long time in the rain
With trembling hands,

Chorus:
It's called ... and this thing called ...
And the fact that the head breaks, spending nerves, blood spoils
The result is called ...

Hail pounded the pavement in inattentively
You as always forgot to wear coats
And at you I am very sad to watch
Through these evil glass

In vain, the street is now the end of November
All the lights went out to one
And you are standing without noticing
That all drenched

Chorus:
After all, it is called ... and this thing called ...
And that breaks my head, spending nerves, blood spoils
The result is called ...

You know, because I did not sleep
And the windows of your standing
Hands on seams at night
As a soldier, I caught your eye
But why it becomes ridiculous to you
You close the window
So, eleven weeks in a row

Snow, you are standing in the yard my whole century
And the snow is already like a long time
But you will not leave you anywhere anyway
I just know it

Sleep, I'll go on the big bed
And you'll stay to guard me
But only hard under the snow smoking
After all, I understand

Chorus:
What is it called ... and this thing called ...
And that breaks my head, spending nerves, blood spoils
The result is called ...