Текст песни Нечего делать - Прости...

For the fact that I sing not falling into notes
Well, my guitar sounds like a cry of children
Because I do not take complex chords
And play only on the part for friends

For noting people to go to the square
And shouts of change will not fly out of the mouth
For no meaning not in a single line
For the fact that I am everything dependent and empty

For all I said once about you
Well, or in suva, your name mentioned
As soon as I am wearing Russian earth
And on what rights I still live here

For what I said that you're dead for a long time
And even if you just came out to smoke
Then you b during this time from the lung cancer
For the fact that I did not believe that you are alive alive

For the fact that your songs played only drinking vodka
Their power is impossible to absorb sober soul
For the fact that the urodes of the pharynx did not
Forgive me
Viktor Tsoi.