Текст песни Мумий Тролль - ... выходим по следу сибирских красавиц

Vylakaet malachite,
With bone tender,
What enjoy.
Where to deploy your 15 minutes?
And who, who knows?

And anxiety in hours,
And anxiety in their hands,
And a nervous smile
Even more sick.
So still not very
So still not very

One hundred and one television news,
Under the fur snow and weather-beaten streets,
From the windows, like gossip, sprawling porridge
We leave the trail Siberian beauties.

And the sun is closer to the east,
Their two whole was on the side,
And each moon over the wound,
Deeper and longer.
So still not very
So still not very

Anchors do not throw
They no longer exists.
We'll see you soon ...
We never see each other again ...