Текст песни Рудик - Наглотаюсь росы, закушу акацией.

So I will live, not a sinner caught
By the words of others, babbling song.
Maybe better to remain silent, easier to be raised,
The stone wall in the master disappear.
Swallowed dew zakushu acacia.
Incomprehensible lie ruffled mustache.
Poszhigal bridges, how to come back to me,
This cast edge - middle band?
How to invent the world - to sort through
And do not go to the wallet, and do not sit in a cage,
Do not stay a windy bastard,
Do not fill to the eyes and faith not drink?
Too much and too me all on your ...
Painted in sins, though pure thought ...
I am admiring the moon, with his gang,
Dispersing fog - spoiled white sheet