Текст песни третьесентября - я знаю, что мальчик мой самый красивый

On a friend's jacket, the inscription in italics
and my dress is torn into my meat.
I know the boy is my most handsome
in dead pages in contact
I believed that all this will pass
and cut the skin on the thighs
stood on the roof below waiting for me
a boy with the face of Uncle Fedor
And my ARVI is raging in my throat
stormy gossip outside the windows
i will be like humbert from first love
write to minors forever
Take my heart, I want to be with you
Butusov plus Aria plus Origami
and I so wanted you to be alive
and to be kicked
bastards from school screaming look
he bends so weird
I died inside of love
and beats on your drums