LYRICS

1.
night falls over the city,
comes time to live.
what are we without
trendy bars, discotheques.

Chorus:
Night birds at a late hour,
be consumed every great bottle of whiskey,
until morning
will present all the beautiful women in the world.

2.
Who grabbed a bottle, which
chick - no error.
the night goes on,
snatch handfuls of life.

Chorus:
night birds late hour,
be consumed every great bottle of whiskey,
until morning
will present all the beautiful women in the world.