Текст песни Вера Полозкова - мы молодые гордые придурки...

and you did not know how old age comes -
when all stacks smell Corvalol ,
when it was quite impossible to laugh , to
not to provoke a severe attack of coughing ,
when the glasses for near and distance,
one then can find more

Do not you think that dentures
food deprives half of taste,
fingers swell so that the rings
they seem to be implanted permanently ,
that fall asleep in the middle of the page
thriller and even talk ,
do not remember the words & quot; belt & quot; or & quot; & quot ;, scarf
when you take to explain that looking

we are proud young assholes .
happy and lazy bretёry .
before the first serious hangover
we are left till four ,
first to twenty-eight strokes ,
before the first death of fifty-three years ;

so when we see a
& quot; heart collection & quot; his mother on the shelf
We yes, fills contempt
( still say - shake because the passbook ,
buy scanwords
and prayer )

we also do not croak in thirty -
on the one hundred and eighty along with a motorcycle
flying into a lorry that leaves skid -
Remind me then about Corvalol ,
about Ovestin and nootropil ,
glasses for distance - in the glove compartment of the car.
for near - on your head .