Текст песни Бездарь - Весеннее обострение

cold wind did not know where to go
under this delusion, came to me spring
(Who called) in my head empty-ta
(Somehow so) in the ears softly plays muse-ka
native slush March
and somehow strangely lists you in vanity (one)
Life in the hectic (all days), as mannequin (but you)
instant flew (it) is still a lot of cases (my world)
in pursuit of destiny (understand) not ostatatsya by anyone (as mime)
in tomorrow (enter)
and we are predicting that every important here
free to choose who will become, choose its own path
I'd foretold random masses of plankton
that those naskoryak weather vain spent a ton of plans
if your home routine, the better will be homeless
this is a request to wake up, get out of coma
That's encounters spring systems without search
porridge in the head, my navigator is broken

but we're also running, did not understand where
to respect, well, yeah it will help
dreams gathering dust, waiting zapyhvashis here
fear not catch well, because the years are also running