Текст песни Николай Горшков - Выходи на дуэль

Output to a duel

Glasses in the house were covered with ice,
Everyday life became suicidal.
You repent , but then,
After a loud shot.

We first make some troubles
Need to blurt out stupid things
To be remembered for hundreds of years
Sensation brittleness.

Tormenting grief inside, in a vise ,
And extinguish cigarettes.
Maybe enough pounding in my temples ,
Conscience of half-dressed ?

Photos of all erase
Shared folders .
Is worth to continue to swear ,
To fill naplakal ?

In anger, cut down the phone
And sit on his haunches .
Only a quiet street background
From the open windows.

Leaning against the wall with his back ,
Thoughts all mutilated.
If you're on my war -
Houses hide nothing.

Come to a duel , cowboy,
Utryasёm differences.
In the heart of the wounded , but alive.
Furious passion .

Shot done - sob in bed .
Good reason to repent.
Remember, women of all colors
Angry - then fall in love.

* * *
Morning. Clock. Broken sleep. Wednesday.
Or Thursday? Monday? January? February?
Life - restlessly sparking wires
Blue - good luck , and red is my sorrow .

People mired in a senseless vanity ,
A pile of lies exhausted faceless bodies.
Brewed truth alive at the plate.
Less ask justice - will be intact.

Riots suppressed, too late to cry bitterly ,
We tamed like stray dogs.
Pride is not - in abundance only shame.
Every feeling is painted on the clock .