zarewo. - b2 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Lunched like a stone, like yesterday

Screaming heartily, forgetting the words

Sob as sincerely as in my childhood, when the puppy was shot from the yard

You know, I want to be happy, probably

Just does not come out very

You know, I want to be sincere with someone, but I close the night

All expectations are squeezed by lime into a pure shiny glass, I may be given this juice, rushing under the trains along the way,

That they go to you flight Murmansk-Moscow

It's a pity to kill, my world is empty words on the screen,

People around the dummy, and all that remains is drunk to rot on the couch

Life sweeps past, and I discouraged a week in an hour, drowning in the fragmented noise of the station,

Influences of strangers bored eyes

A lonely road from the center of the end, which I will remember in the snot Buhoy. I will reach, panting in pain.

I have to go home.

And there are no exalted feelings, like the sweet songs of the Bi-2 group, through the snow and cold on my heart I will go forward,

But not knowing where. The howl of passing trolleybuses will be the best song about the house. Which, in general, is not.

Only in general I am satisfied with everything.