Текст песни Dza-Dze - Руки В Карманы

I was still a drop in the flow of pedestrian
In this crowd alive all like never lonely
Many lives and souls experience every years
Maybe even with you I once bumped shoulders
So many roads, but more cars
Someone rolls someone like the wind must hurry
So many beautiful dresses, plumes spirits
Ties Municipality tightly holding portfolios of sins
Going into the cafe, there's always the girl with the Cake
Behind it sits a guy he is always and always in leather
Two men with Pagon always dumplings and vodka
And I strictly at the center with a confident gait

The citizens of the city and just a sweet couple
Staley on a newspaper svezhepokrashennyh benches
To do his work during the day
Punks - pickpockets on the forecourt of minibuses
In the bustle and noise of trading wake markets
People money evil in the capital and peasant indoor
Icons of green savings banks as the principle of the magnet
Always turn in the era of endless creedite
Outstretched hands of beggars on the threshold of the church
The park rappers, skaters, skaters circling the center
I invite you to my house
Forget anything ...
On debt, the feud and concepts

 Hands in his pockets
 Slitted eyes
 Going
 In the reflection pools for some reason the sky and I
 
 And then I poured into the stream
 And how lonely
 Bet
 When I met and what you