Текст песни Чиж и ко - Динамовский вальс

You said to me: "Stop, that's all you can afford."
    I snorted, offended: because the music just begun.
 Of course, I'm gone - sickens me from birth captivity
    Well, and the nickname "dynamo" for ever you caught.
 
 I killed you time and money - and do not count.
 I killed you on the soul, and what I got in return?
 Moth-kiss that touched me, flies,
 And a large number of unexplained problems.

 You spit deep into my bruises and injuries.
 I, of course, no longer young, and, alas, I am, of course, not cool.
 I killed you fly that sat on his left forearm.
 Goodbye, dynamo, or whatever your name is.
               
 I killed you fly that sat on his left forearm.
    I'd killed, and on the right, but people laugh around.