Текст песни Телевизор - Пронесло

It took a whole twenty years,
And do not count the wrinkles.
Well, why did you wise elders,
In came the real man?

I understand - children to feed,
And money does not happen a lot.
But why indulge flock,
Why should play God?

And I was lucky, I unkind,
And, thank God, not a guru.
And the heroic image
Not gobbled up my evil nature.
And one can not howl with the wolves
On the soul of such a sensitive and delicate,
And between the bulls and the demigods
Homeless little dog trot.

Or maybe approaching early
And doubt not too late?
And ashamed to always be right,
And love yourself so seriously.

Maybe people's memory
Rather not whores notation.
Well, why become pillars
Pepsi-school apotheosis.

And I was lucky, I unkind,
And, thank God, not a guru.
And the heroic image
Not gobbled up my evil nature.
And one can not howl with the wolves
On the soul so pure and fine.
And between the bulls and the demigods
Homeless little dog trot.