Текст песни Заболотный - Графиня Де-Ля-Фер

She sat yesterday
She threw today
She played in the city
But guessed only a hundred
It draws on the wall
With a ridiculous pink palette
To draw on the ceiling
Do not do it without a half-liter

She dances in a tavern
With a smile of wild monkeys
She is the Countess de la Fere
Its all love tirelessly
It opens onto a terrace
He takes a huge machine gun
She throws all on cash
And decreases in the distant port

Or maybe the other way around ....

He folded roof yesterday
He jumped out of the needle today
He also knows the city
But he knows more than a hundred
He does not draw on the wall
And there is nothing to him half a liter
He likes to think in the moonlight
And shut down too quickly

He does not dance in a tavern
With a smile of wild monkeys
He did not ... De La Fere
But his love addicts
He does not go to the terrace
He does not take his gun
He is not throwing cash at all
And do not go to a distant port

Or maybe the other way around ...

She sat yesterday
She threw today
She played in the city
But guessed only a hundred
He folded roof yesterday
He jumped out of the needle today
He also knows the city
But he knows more than a hundred

They thump in a tavern
Together embracing oddly
They spouses De La Fere
They worshiped all countries
They open onto a terrace
Sit down in a fast plane
They pass by the box office
And fly away to a distant port

Or maybe the other way around ...