Текст песни 'МБ' - Когда уехал Цирк

When I left the circus and the clowns were,
In your garden trees just crumbled,
And with clowns together from your window
I gorlopanit songs, you sleep deprived ...

We flew to the south and ptashechki Moshechkov flew
The cabinets were trembling cup and spoon rang.
You went out to the balcony in the glow of moonlight
And he called me a clever fool.

And I'm daring to voice your not paying attention,
Do not we have found understanding you.
And I sang a sad song, sitting on a narrow bench.
You have fun with others, but I'm a damn.

When I left the circus and the clowns were,
We are clowns for a long time hung on the streets.
All further takes us on your threshold,
Stood days of autumn, a little cold.

Such is love, here are suffering,
What a pity that you lied to my expectations ...