Текст песни Римма Зубкова - Хорошего в избытке у хороших

Well in excess in good,
Bad too much of the bad,
Too indifferent gaze of passers-by,
Awful constant in his.

Alas, the glass is half full
It is becoming more and more empty.
And in a place where there seemed to splash wave
Barkhans eternally thirsty desert.

Sometimes the words you expect that now so need,
But you can not get sound even !!! ... no matter how much cry ...
And someone is too loud walking nervously,
I am hoping that now silent.

Ah, but in this world of black and white!
And it may be, it is beautiful ...
Contrast against the dull gray,
Impermanence of manners and times!