Текст песни Алла Пугачева - Так дурно жить 1996

So bad live, as I lived yesterday!
In someone else's pir, where everything is dead to each other
And breaking heat
Whistles in a brain on a closed circle.

The monster manual in other people's homes
Carry two wet blacks in the orphanages
And stay not in mind in the minds,
And the tribe in the languages.

Kept the luxury of trouble
In a malicious, negative impatience
Follow the stars' fading
Deposited in my mind at birth,
Deposited in my mind at birth.

Loss

Press the dried pedal
Without those without the best, looked through the light,
And without yourself - not a great sorrow -
Do not save the jewel this?

Tease with a cloak hot wrath of machines,
And again survive, as it is neither difficult
Under the valiant protecting men
As in the bride to take carelessly.

What mystery is in love with me?
Whose benefit is my salvation sweet?
Kohl I am given at the end of the day
Become a short, accurate order,
What mystery is in love with me?

So bad live, as I lived yesterday ...