Текст песни Умка И Бронивечок - Братишка, не плачь

I vaguely remember the old "Babylon"
On Suvorov Boulevard
Cool hippies there it was important to drink tea
So you can’t go around on a fucking goat
Stoned by something mysterious
With longing in the eyes
There are no others, but those farther
And in that place a fashion store - but still

Ref .:

Little brother do not cry
Little brother do not cry
Do not hack on what you will not return
Little brother do not cry

And then still sat on the Gogol
And in the cold on the grill
Shooting at passers-by to smoke
Brunch on cheap guitars
Aiming for the "five", ask price for vine
Or bir
I still meet those people
They have not changed at all and continue to believe

What finally comes nishtyak
In fact, nishtyak comes
For all there will come nishtyak
Oh ... come nishtyak