Текст песни Сурганова и Оркестр - про курицу и жар-птицу

Our languid days as fallen leaves,
We are blinded , blinded as in the asphalt flowers .
I painted chicken, came firebird ,
But you do not paint , you - it's you.

Instead of the church to build a shed have failed ,
Lost in the rain, fear of water zataya .
You tried to warm ohladevshee body
But I did not get warm , I - that's me .

I'm tired wade through thickets of Boden ,
You're tired tremble for the winter .
We're abnormally normal people ,
We have not changed, we - we .