Текст песни Вольта - Ни фига не любовь

What a habit - to throw the match ?
your kisses - a bad omen .
My train is green .
empty wagons warmer than the sun .
fluent water . drunken star.
the right of the city. and left the town .
bright lights . The cage of ice.
and guys do not love.
what I play, what dying
I choose someone - a private matter.
and I notice that I'm studying
meaning , structure of the body .
fluent water . drunken star.
the right of the city. and left the town .
lots and lots of light. Summer ice .
and guys do not love.