Текст песни Алексей Вишня - Расческа

I saw it by God with his own eyes
The maid carried it and threw it in the oven
and the hour I saw the light I ohuel
and it costs me a ohuet paralyzed speech

sypyatsya thoughts become unstable legs
I squeeze my body flexible and decompresses
Down with prejudices dawn on the threshold
We meet him as it should be - ay- ay-ay -ay

The fact that this is love I learned later
and immediately she pozzhigala my brains to holes
I still feel in the air the smell of combs
it burns my heart goodbye sput - sput - sput