I want you to be awake and not asleep.
I have so many long years of hopeless booze ,
Do not count , do not remember all that he had lost ,
Who wanted to be is not going to , just did not.
One hundred years ago, I went to her to drink wine,
That wine , which drowns the truth ,
And for many years, and so many years now ,
I do not close , do not kick it with his foot ...
The door to hell crazy !
Forever.
Wild, drunken hell.
For many years,
blithely
I go down to hell !
In the opposite direction .
My mind is so real and not hard,
I - no , I'm proud and my heart is dead,
I'm conscience see when watching a movie ,
I drink and I drink my bloody wine!
I the Lord of all already saved ,
And sent a ticket, but I did not find the station !
Delirium in sweat in my delirious hangover dreams
Not yet dead, but quite prepared to die .
The door to hell crazy !
Forever.
Wild, drunken hell.
For many years,
blithely
I go down to hell !
In the opposite direction .
I live tired. Tired as a hopeless lunatic .
Fell to the bottom , there disappeared and was still.
I look at the world as a smeared triptych :
There is no hope , and do not have any plans ...
