Текст песни Псы Вертинского - Каренина

And traffic over your eyes,
Your eyes of pearl.

Waiter, bring us here,

And how to ... on the farm ... the morning!

And what did I do? I cracked a foreign e-mail
I broke the seal and pasted
Creaked urgently,
I know exactly
I heard, I heard this rumor,
I have not heard vaguely,
What do you, what do you,
What you're pregnant
Not from me, thank God, perhaps,
Perhaps you like Anya Karenina,
And I'm just a man in boots,

And you better, better than the pictures.

Let's not think about eternity,
And you do not argue, I know better,
And do not look at the eyes of everyone he met,
Friends I choose.
Although she has her own living space,
The car drives and gives it tender,
Very short night.
I am confused ... ... party affiliation!