Олежек Низкий - Суета - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

What a city bustle, no matter where you look it’s crammed in everywhere.

Our houses are filled with curtains, from where a black stripe was drawn

There’s bustle everywhere you look, work, home, a day off, it’s time for us to head south.

Where all the fuss is depicted can only be described by the poet who was there then.

How many asphalt surfaces have been worn away, but we were born this way, we cannot be anything else.

And as the road shows, with stop signs, I don’t need vodka, pour some compote instead.

Before the conclusions from sweat, there is vanity and that’s all, let’s not do much at all, everything is strict with the laws here.

In winter we wait only for summer, in summer we wait only for frost, such a wild rose presses on the weeds with its thorns.

My prose brings tears to your eyes, but you better hold them back and don’t show them in the air.

In the weather there are dangerous thunderstorms, of course they are serious, it’s not so simple here

I wanted to simply, quietly, without disturbing anyone, go my way, fuss, sneak into the pagoda.

And catch up with dust, we gather dust while we smoke, we live while we fly, and we fly until we sleep

Where the speeches are torn from, where this river flows, the liver is already soaked, let’s heal together.

You're talking about love, I'm talking about eternity, it's better for us to lie down, close our eyes and flow away, and there's nothing more to say.

What a city bustle, no matter where you look it’s crammed in everywhere.

Our houses are filled with curtains, from where a black stripe was drawn

There’s bustle everywhere you look, work, home, a day off, it’s time for us to head south.

Where all the fuss is depicted can only be described by the poet who was there then.

And I had already forgotten all the beauty of the bright world, I scored it on the trash can, threw it next to it, supposedly so beautifully.

They’ll shine the blue light on you right away, like, excuse me, like, look, guys, the trash can is already full.

It's time for us to give up bad bracho habits, then good luck, you look just like a macho.

And they won’t give us change if the supply is calculated, we create a fuss in the city or in the country