Текст песни Велика Різниця - Александр Пономарёв

Again I was in the chair is doing well,
Again, trade the beautiful face,
"Kraina Voice" judge for the second year ...
Dolls sing, but tired puppeteer!

The chair has - like my home:
I'm in it and I sleep, and have lunch there,
I wash it in the bathroom in his underwear in it go,
As chair, I bring women ...

I'm on the jury, I coach - so what?
I have stuck to the seat leather ...
We began everything from me far, far away,
And the pope of my bruises!

Already Domanski at night I dream -
In the dream, with Osadchaya it on horseback,
And next Violin, person-tool
Fire ignites the absinthe of a finger!

I was sitting in a chair, cursing everything in the world.
I myself would run away from this plaguing!
But where the producer, that let me go?
Always be in the chair my fate!

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