Текст песни Полтора вокалиста - Человек-Орловский

Man Orlovsky crying at the window
Gray rain dripping directly on the glass
And longing in a traffic jam, our dear Orlovsky
Poor man, a sick brain cramped

A & quot; Moskvich & quot; All rides through the snowy plain
A schoolboy dashing teach luck
Man Orlovsky school will come to us
And sorrow depart, and longing to be held

Man Orlovsky days hardly finds
Instead of a gray sky blue ceiling
Man Orlovsky time wasting
Already ten minutes as the start Lesson

A & quot; Moskvich & quot; All rides through the snowy plain
A schoolboy dashing teach luck
Man Orlovsky school will come to us
And sorrow depart, and longing to be held