Текст песни Юрий Шевчук - Песня невеселая

The song is sad and still rainy
She came in without knocking - pity autumn
And she doesn’t listen - wet black crow
My garbage is rummaging through my memory

And she doesn’t listen - wet black crow
My garbage is rummaging through my memory

Lose:

And I will wallow in sorrows, while I am in mud and in sorrows
Wandered with a shabby gelding
And me on the ribs drunk fucking
I hear the funeral howl of flies

And me on the ribs drunk fucking
I hear the funeral howl of flies

Lose:

And love left this bad weather
Swan flew south from me
She doesn’t need her
Extra misery
She doesn't need any of our winter blizzards.

She doesn’t need her
unnecessary suffering
She doesn't need any of our winter blizzards.