Текст песни Ликёр Жара - Мысли Поэта

I sit in the subway, I write these lines -
What you tell me, what are you waiting for?
What you my thoughts about life and death?
Though how to write them you will not understand everything.
I can tell you that our life is not so beautiful.
As we would like to order, ungrateful and dangerous.
What happened to the Russian person? Where failures of all of us?
When the last one disappears? True connoisseur of beauty
Friends are always worth more than money, we knew it from an early age,
But I will tell anyone today, because it's just bullshit.
There is nothing to be desired money, that's what you wanted today -
IPhone, MacBook, Wide telly and no other dreams,
I can tell you that our life is not so beautiful,
As we would like to order, ungrateful and dangerous,
With only a few of us live by conscience and honor.
The world consumed slapstick comedy, dreams of revenge and envy.
What happened to the Russian person? Where failures of all of us?
When the last one disappears? True connoisseur of beauty ...