Текст песни Чичерина - Еее

During the day my man looked at me
   Through Iranian smoke.
   In the evening, he considered the road
   And he shared for two.
   
   At night, my man without cause
   Half gray.
   And in the morning my man
   I woke up again young.
   
   E-ee, the years flow on the ground.
   Those who love the tired,
   It will burn in this fire.
   
   E-ee, the years flow on the ground.
   Those who love the tired,
   It will burn in this fire.
   
   Once a day, my man
   Bypasses posts
   Once a week, he spends the night
   On one of my girlfriends.
   
   Once a month, my man
   Blow up bridges.
   Once a year, he brings me
   Flowers on the grave.
   
   E-ee, the years flow on the ground.
   Those who love the tired,
   It will burn in this fire.
   
   E-ee, the years flow on the ground.
   Those who love the tired,
   It will burn in this fire.