Текст песни Хуй Забей - Под стеклом

Chechetko summer otplyasalo
Not without miracles .
Autumn rain zassal
From the clouds of heaven.

Foliage herding wind in the puddles ,
As ships .
And we love her to cold
Not preserved .

Frost bound all the water ice
Not without difficulty.
You're like a museum under the glass -
At the bottom of the pond .