Текст песни Вяча feat. Torch Project - Жалко

Do you feel sorry for me crooked gait
For the ridiculous clothes for a long hairstyle
For seditious thought, a stupid song
For the fact that you are alone, and we are all together

Because there is no money, and too lazy to earn
No time lost hunting
Oh, you feel sorry for me? A pity in bees
A bee in a hole but on the Christmas tree needles

Well yes scored in mink so do not drink vodka
Plucked nausea in the morning to work
Stroke on the head, kiss on the forehead
Will be scratched behind the ear, so the balls vdarte

And I will be hurt but I'll laugh
And then well and I will cry
Where is my rope? Where is my stool?
Where are you my myltse? And then something dirty fingers
 
Give me a higher floor window
Yes to the bottom of the asphalt so more people
Where is my bath? Where's my razor?
Here is my confession here is my prayer

And in God and I do not believe he does not repent
Oh I naplavatsya! Oh incident!
Naboltal Yes, I am going to him
Yes, something breaks, but something stremayutsya
 
And what do I break? After all, here it is a rope
But why am I stremayutsya? That window, that's bath
Yes, I you do not mind, I'm not the best - see?
Just I love you all, and you hate me

Yes I differ? Do catchy outfit?
The absurdity of clothing? Long hairstyle?
Stupid songs? Seditious thoughts?
Such absurd, such independent

Oh, you feel sorry for me? So put me in a sleigh
Yes, let gorochki with a cliff on thin ice
And how I get out of the cold crackling
With his love of all of you torment

1992