Текст песни Леонид Агутин - Насекомова

Whom do not ask to forgive and understand
Everyone along the way has something to change.
Someone live like that, someone sing like that,
Someone to treat, someone to get sick.

What a stupid situation - to whom it is given, to whom it is not given.

Chorus:
So it stretches to the border of the unfamiliar
The whole mafia is the life of an insect
But one cannot find burnt happiness on the way of black and white.

And people believe and bet on a bad life,
And they call cats a cow
But the insect cannot find the desired happiness on the way.

Once found, and immediately so sorry
Someone to carry into the utter distance!
It is extremely easy, how to be and not to be,
To understand someone and immediately forget.

What a stupid situation - to whom it is given, to whom it is not given.

Chorus:
So it stretches to the border of the unfamiliar
The whole mafia is the life of an insect
But one cannot find burnt happiness on the way of black and white.

And people believe and bet on a bad life,
And they call cats a cow
But the insect cannot find the desired happiness on the way.

Nasekomova! De jure.
Nasekomova! De facto!
Nasekomova! De jure.
Nasekomova! De facto!

What a stupid situation - to whom it is given, to whom it is not given.

Chorus:
So it stretches to the border of the unfamiliar
The whole mafia is the life of an insect
But one cannot find burnt happiness on the way of black and white.

And people believe and bet on a bad life,
And they call cats a cow
But the insect cannot find the desired happiness on the way.

Nasekomova! De jure.
Nasekomova! De facto!
Nasekomova! De jure.
Nasekomova! De facto!

Nasekomova! De jure.
Nasekomova! De facto!
Nasekomova! De jure.
Nasekomova! De facto!

Nasekomova!