Текст песни Обычное Дешёвое Счастье - Было

There was a lot of snow,
What soiled land
After warming,
When someone's feet.
New snowflakes
I still object,
But to meet slyakot-
I -nuzhen excuse me.

There was little of the sun,
Blindly hurt
What was burning brightly
Only in the morning.
The windows reflected
A little frivolous
The sun burns
Chairs to the insides.

There was a lot of dirt
Yes unwashed ears.
Nervous, ugly,
Lonely soil.
There was a lot of broken,
There were many well-fed,
Strange, hopeless,
Tossing away.

It was lonely,
And there were in the crowd.
And they laughed quietly,
And choking sadness.
Slapping someone
Mat covered.
All this happened,
Bylo.Nu and let.

It was ugly,
It was excellent.
Voskhischalis.Tiho
They fall to the floor.
Something was strange,
Something was fashionable.
Someone had an affair,
He tore the throne.

Hate Cases
And love, it happened
The heart of a quiet lie
I drove to nowhere.
In general all around.
Something-poddostalo.
Overall, very nice.
In general, as always.