Текст песни Александр Гуцев - Что-нибудь попроще

And outside in April, but the soul in February
Discarding his shadow, and every day like Groundhog Day.
Do not pick up the words, circle only mats alone.
I detest them as if mint leaves.
And all this - on what is now able,
I like many of us - evil zombies.
I do not live, but simply exist.
And each new day to plow the damn hive

Chorus:
I was going to write something simpler.
Do not touch the social order, to bypass them altogether.
But I can not just look at a flock of sheep,
What is simply carried on any propaganda.
I was going to write something simpler.
Do not touch the social order, to bypass them altogether.
But I can not just look at a flock of sheep,
Where most just dream to become rich.

My dream is to become rich, perhaps a deputy,
Catch yourself a great sorrow - sorrow mulatto.
Subjugate all the churches, and all abbots.
Become the captain of a ship full of pirates.
Hire a dozen of the best lawyers,
Not to become guilty, to avoid retribution.
And lying on the beach, in the United Arab Emirates,
I never get tired to accompany sunsets.

Chorus:

Your dreams will remain dreams ...
Until you begin to write your own script!

And outside again in April that year ...
We are on board the Titanic, you know what awaits us.
But continued to pretend that the way it should.
I remain firmly: "I believe in the captain ..."