Текст песни Вера Полозкова - Бухали

But when we booze , crying or squabbled -
allocated some vital substance .
it seemed to us that this is a crisis .
in fact , the crisis -
it may suffer no quarrel , nothing.

previously had few answers; Now was not the issues themselves .
monitors turbine buttons left and right, back and forth .
how to make it all fly , throwing
the meaning of life , who - hello , my friend Joseph , -
or send rebyatok ,
or to put money ,
nor to order ?