Текст песни Татьяна Зыкина - перестановка

I can fly a permutation
I move home furniture
a bicycle bells
behind his back, but I will not yield
I sang on the radio siren
gods in leather coats
how to go to the bottom gradually
with a cargo of allegiance on his shoulders

if you'll berezhёsh
then I do not need this grace
if you yourself berezhёsh
it is unlikely that the teeth make me
if I do this shit
I do not want you to persuade
and if you're with me all the same
it is not necessary

He suffered a question spine
how to live the soldiers in the rear?
a bicycle bells
behind his back, but I will not yield
as car horns
sleepy heard pedestrian
better to fall in new lawns
than dull creep forward