Текст песни Восточный Округ и Лёша Маэстро - Вечерами люди в окнах ставят чайник

evenings people in the windows put the kettle ,
often watch telly ,
write letters blots ,
I put on a jacket warmer
walked toward the center
on urban alley.
hackneyed thoughts
in light smoke wind became stronger
rain became oblique
the lights grew brighter if
lit again began to breathe more
uneven steps trod the asphalt
hands in Corman hiding
I looked into the distance without emotion
looked Napary leaving his days its boulevards .
I believed sleep and did not want to wake up
she in the bed next morning will embrace,
fuck and how it all began
a meeting of the past and did not stutter
for clothes float coat and boots in the fall,
the boy is now live
there Toshi Bosi ,
then finished fifth vaguely remember
you can see she has not forgotten you can see I have not forgotten
Yes dick with you! Yes , you go ! You what the fuck is it necessary? These visits ... You fucked in nature ! With bashkoj not friendly ! Success greet champagne, vodka mountain wilderness .

woke smska type & quot; go out I go getting close & quot; .
Well fuck got going ,
intercom button ,
lit a cigarette stand near the house
& quot; sit down , let's go & quot ;. tied my eyes
somewhere - hour she pressed on the gas pedal ,
walked for about 15 minutes
removed the bandage : lake, mist , candles and champagne
pillow cover , crystal glasses ,
yesterday screaming in rage & quot; you got me & quot; .
the language of the letters do not have and she is silent, smoking a cigarette
& quot; sorry & quot; forced himself somehow
dry drained his glass to the bottom,
fist kakbudto my heart began to shrink
broke the silence & quot; time for us to leave & quot;