I remember well the ideal of its
I lived like a king dreams
Seven in the morning for me night
I did not want to work, I walked
But the "box" locked up
For me it is usually closed
When I played pubs for beer and bread
The sewing blues as he passed me a day

Only at night to the club "Pulse"
Jam Session in the morning - there reigned blues
It has already passed, the climate, the backlash
These wonderful people do not return
Do not come back now

But in me was something from those years
My little intimate, musical world
As I recall this past time
How well it did not go into the woods
I'd give a lot to live it again
The time machine - it would be a miracle
I still have faith, will change the fate of
Flower back to me someone stuck a gun

Only at night to the club "Pulse"
Jam Session in the morning - there reigned blues
It has already passed, the climate, the backlash
These wonderful people do not return
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