Текст песни Лёха Никонов - А истины просты

And the simple truth!
Everybody wants peace,
Love and Beauty
and Th something like that.
Silence of the crowd,
sunset glow,
paper sheets
and the fateful date.
stubborn line
chorea without rules.
All that I can not,
all the things that can not.
The habit of repeating
All what you do not know.
Ever again
begin the world!
Where will your sarcasm,
when it's turmoil?
In order to homeland
of tears and mother of pearl.
What do you say, the world of palaces,
War simple suburbs?
Thieves and scoundrels
and everyone who was so honest.
But for what? Sorry,
seek answer for so long ...
We have little in the way
and prickly needles.
As the tears in his eyes
popular rumor.
As faith in the nonsense and wonders
born word,
that nothing in vain,
though defeated at the door
and the middle of February
lilac explodes
ostochertevshie letters,
orders about anything
intertwined hands,
so much so that hot.
Oh, do not ask me again,
any word - shame.
I've learned not to understand
what is obvious.