Текст песни Крис Егорова - ничего страшного

What makes you cry?
you are not tormented by the cold
you are in the eternal search over sign
you do not care about hunger.

You're a loud voice about his failure
and piously believe that it means something
Your imaginary trouble at all looming in front of his nose
the head of all the other fools
You talk a lot, soothe and scribbling
and you all ... if the wound bleed inside
supposedly terrible recollection jump in head
and you say, say and teach
you again a little buggy
you already believe myself
you will soon be awarded an Oscar
enough to pity myself moan
you incessantly nasty poses
and that you remarkably spoils

Your pseudo-binges vile you give
you even with a imprison oboyudo
but not about you and not about him in every song they sing
your emotions will never sell

Will you cry when someone is covered with ice
When moving away from you, but not in the house next door
when the lid is on it ... tape that does not tie a bow
only let ... as long as possible to that later ...
after which all its course ...
wounds, the desire to leave the train
then everyone with cold peremorzhennym
and this will not close a high collar,
................................................ City change .
......................... Everything inside to rip drops.