Текст песни Игорь Федоровский - Ловелас

LOVELACE
There would be no women
Would invent them
Kolya Jastrzhembsky
From the yard bridegroom

"The first in the area", -
Talk about yourself
Ira (or Ole?)
How much strength was.

I left later
Summer courtyard,
How many leafed
Going out in anything.

And now I regret,
What I live is not there
On other people's alley
I put commas.

No one
Don't find the yard
Although worried
Mate Bran

The same, the same, the same!
No. Already boring
Door Alcashka:
"Although water pour!"

First for glory
But not for the family.
And not glory broken
The fact that a lot of them.

Masha? Natasha? Rest
No. Not to lose.
Jastrzhembski Kolya ...
Maybe it's me?