Текст песни Павел Фахртдинов - Девочка в очках

I come to you in the tower crane
compote in a glass, with food in his beard.
You usually call me Ma.
I usually call you
girl in glasses.

I'll bring to the eye berry in its beak -
on it you klyunesh and obalde-
eat my fat girl, cranberries,
eat my fat
girl in glasses.

I will pass on tap from roof to roof,
between above and below, from happiness to misfortune,
where cranberry crumb emotions gush
red mouth my
girl in glasses.

I am an ordinary plumber, on Thursday after a bath
on the tower crane is not clear that the de-
barking with drunken screaming: "I'd Wait a roach"
I need time to altitude
with the truth in a glass with cranberries in a pocket,
with thoughts of noble work
carry the song on the verge of a foul
song you
song you
you, my little girl with glasses
Verse:
E | A | Am7 | H7
E | A | Am7 | H7

Chorus:
E | H7 | E | H7 | G # 7 | C # m
E | H7 | E | H7 | E | H7 | E