Текст песни Константин Тарасов - Почему я не женат

Though a warm yet poorly,
But on the quay is crowded.
Rove pair and boring
Steamer buzzing.
However, closing tightly frames
From the annoying din,
As usual, my mother asked,
Why I'm not married.

You know, I do not know
What say you, my dear,
Only stamps, drying out,
Nothing we do not promise.
Quiet roam the capital
Clubs those over thirty,
Clubs those over forty,
And it is in his fifties.

Today we are the first in the club,
The easiest and wrong,
Where not all envelopes
Mail brought us trouble.
Talk is beautiful
On the possible prospects
And without sadness reveal
Ages its secret.
                               
And young antipodes
In the minds of love and fashion,
Weddings, quarrels and divorces
They do not know yet.
And when I'm walking past
Sidewalk sex,
That sympathize with each other -
With them we afar.
                              
Wind calm down a bit,
And spring is knocking at the window,
If you are going to settle us
Already that year in a row.
But zadergivaya curtains,
And it is not hiding in the eyes of reproach,
Mom inserts in conversations
Why I'm not married.