Текст песни Чайф - Дело вовсе не в тоске, я гуляю по Москве

It's not in anguish:
I walk across Moscow.
There was something, something splyl
On the night of the new addresses
I walk back and forth,
I do not distinguish the way.
I'm wondering the fate of their
By tram numbers.

It's not delirious
I go back and forth
I walk back and forth
I do not know his fate.

It's not delirious:
I'm back and forth delirious,
As the dog pulls the nose,
Next looking at your doorstep.
In the familiar window
The post a little bit, a little bit.
And go their separate ways
As for the field barefoot.

It's not delirious
I'm back and forth delirious
I walk back and forth
I do not know his fate.

It's not in the winter:
Body - breakpoint on earth
And suddenly departed soul,
All devils ahead.
Who cares,
What rhymes timidly,
And hang out tired
And shoot down a motive.

It's not delirious
I go - here delirium
I'm there - I walk here
I do not know his fate ...