Текст песни Татьяна Зыкина - На хер мне город, в котором больше не встретить тебя

fuck me the city in which no longer meet you
turn off the mountains from eight to five,
escape merciless work, and after
in the old place there, but did not meet you
our common perfume, not wishing on the neck,
bogged down in the hands of someone else, and after

dream on the shoulder of a friend,
as last spring I catch your hands
if you make up your mind - let's make haste
May be? there is a lot of days
I begin to wait

you just do not get mad at me there
you just do not listen to my song
I did that - I'm here myself, and all is well

fuck my city, in which
in the backs of other people's mistakes, but never meet you
growth, gait, coat these glitches all tease and tease
My memory is short-sighted
crowd I'm drawn to the place where I met you
with the world proassimilirovatsya in the forest in a dark blue sedan, and after ...

fuck me the city in which
wake up in the wilds of empty, but did not meet you
God knows with whom to get drunk and, fortunately, did not meet you
fuck me the city in which no longer meet you
and even now, when everything seems great
you know, we had built a new ...