Текст песни Шуфутинский VS А. Серов - А Может...третье Сентября

All is not what it is not so
Anybody asshole
The song he stole from us with you
It was April so tlino recording written
Sheet leaf fall
On the boulevards of Moscow

3rd of September, the day of farewell
The day when Serov stole my motive
As it is, I stole, I answer, no
All I wrote all alone

And can not rush the night
Again, 3rd September
We repeat all over again
Again, 3rd September
But why, but why
I do not want to lose you
I can not lose you 2 September

But why, but why chords you stole from me
even so stupid fucking called third setyabrya

I wrote a song blin- Shufutinskii son of a bitch
Everyone wants warmth and affection
We love how the game in the cold wind
We play with you, but it stole itself

3rd of September, the day of farewell
The day when Serov stole my motive
As it is, I stole, I answer, no
All I wrote all alone

I will move the whole hut
And all over again I repeat
In the photo, I'll look your
vzgyanu yes it harknu
But why, but why
Parting yet we had
It was all of us in earnest on September 2,

But why, but why chords you stole from me
even stupid so called third setyabrya

The man then let's sing
spite give a concert together
Motive in detsel Sopra
All to send

And lights avatsy Hall
All will argue, will fight
A song is said to be with you

"Maybe September 3"