Перевод песни Owen – Good Friends, Bad Habits

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I've good friends with bad habits
What am I to do?
Literary romantics
They fuck like Wilde
And indulge like Hemingway
I've good friends with bad habits
And a tendency towards negligence
Just petty thieves and addicts
That don't hurt anyone
But they'll burn anyway
Well sometimes
Like every time
A train passes
I get jealous of the long nights
And blurred lights
The red eyes
The bar fights
The, «Where in the hell am I?
And how did I get here
With one shoe?
And which way to the nearest train?»
Sometimes
Like every time she breathes
I embrace my routine
I've good friends with bad habits
What's a boy without a voice to do?
Literary romantics
They fuck like Wilde
And they'll die like Hemingway