Текст песни Игорь Куролесов - печальная

The rocket as always,
Made of metal.
Thanks to my mom,
The suit washed.

And now behind
Gone atmosphere
And, my spacesuit, female,
He sat on the two sizes.

Oh-and-and-I-and-about two sizes.
Oh-and-and-I-and-about two sizes.

The teacher again our
On asleep Chemistry
I remember something mixed,
And, damn it, zvezdonulo.

Everything's fine with me,
I even quit smoking,
And Maria Ivanovna, our,
Village for eight years.

Oh-and-and-I-and-about eight years.
Oh-and-and-I-and-about eight years.

Cold wind and rain
Efforts hundred multiply.
And through us Butovo
Sawing back.

Here climbed ghouls,
Razvergsya krator hell.
And six of our
Sel akkamulyator.

Oh-and-and-and-I-get about lyuley.
Oh-and-and-I-and-about such a case.