Текст песни В.Бочаров - Чифирнуть бы ништяк

And I think my thoughts, like extinguish cigarette butts
The third day I am in B.U. Re already freezing.
And I’m not in a hurry to return to the squad
I rest from the evil fuss here with my soul.

Steam flies out of my mouth - it’s not a problem.
Well, still stretch a little bit.
Break - life can, yes.
But not everyone manages to bend.


Well, it's a shame of course to celebrate the New Year
From snacks having only soldering.
The cold takes the body tight in the arms
And dives sharpening, between the ribs, under the shirt.

Chifirnut, nishtyak - yes a shank
And in homes where comfort is - people drink.
And they can’t wait in any way
When the midnight chimes break.


This night I’ll guess not luck, not success
Until spring to hold out, and there, already summer.
And then there’s definitely enough heat for everyone
You wouldn’t freeze your soul, after all, the main thing is.

And friends and enemies - bless you
And the article call is so far away.
There are many winters and colds ahead
But when the same period ends.