Текст песни Крик сыча - Весна в центре города

when dirty spots remain from white snow
We have frightened the sole, leaving only prints
On the mud, the streets of garbage, it is dirty tus
It is impossible to call a mess with contemporary art.

we slow slowly slow
Dirty reflection
in the puddle of meters probably
ten may be less

We went out to get safely
Get away from the cold
Alas we have nowhere to go
This is spring in the city center
* * *
The temperature of the mercury pillar has long been in the plus
and my rubber boot bays dirty porridge
This is all our mentality, and not the matter in taste
Antiutopia titled Spring In Rasha
* * *
You remember how we let ships after school
And all the wet slowly went to the house on foot
You agree with me what was the best time.
we smiled more often, was the grass greener

Peschinki slowly slow
hourglass
We are falling asleep confident
They are above heads
Everything changed seemed
looking into the window from the room
But the unchanged remained
This spring in the city center

Capo 2 C am Ei g
chorus f g s am