Вяча - Про Дурака
текст песни

As in the morning a fool in a gateway dirt
To the face of a grand scale took
The songs sang songs all night, amused the gentlemen
But here it was not needed here
And so lies in the morning
Hmel head is heavy
But he does not sleep, the insult clicks his fist
It's a shame to get up, that's how
Ashamed, fool, then lie down
Will the whip on the back go for a walk today?
A tears will frighten with blood
So run from here

Pitchfork, chains, sharpening and axes
Yes, full of food in the forest
In a circle and in a clearing each his own
Offended, angry, but alive
- How do brothers, what to do and how to be?
- For resentment, you need to take revenge!
- chop them out, beat, fall asleep at home
- So all one - shackles, prison
- It will be worse to sit like that,
Put it with your hands into the heavens,
The dogs of the cops sniffed a warm circle ...
- Ay-yes south!

They argued at night, cursed, burned bonfires
And in the morning everyone left
Who is with axes to the village, some south
And the fool returned to the circle
Took the guitar, smoked herbs
He tied his hair with a ribbon
On the lotion stepped barefoot
The microphone approached:
- Hoy !!!

/1992, Vladivostok /