Текст песни Владимир Зачепа - Плохая примета

My soul is in trouble and sorrow,
And from the excitement her no peace:
Smashed mirror today by chance,
And this - the worst of all will!
The signs I, of course, do not believe -
How can you believe in this stuff ?! -
But still, I'll lock the door stronger
And today, I will not go anywhere.
I firmly remember his grandmother's speech:
"Crosshairs, since a sudden clap of thunder;
Splyun three times, if you suddenly meet
Chagall woman with an empty bucket! "
In all this I do not believe, really -
All this nonsense, folly and vanity!
Yet I do not want on the road
Suddenly found a black cat.
I'm not afraid, not afraid -
I'm not afraid at all superstition! -
But if you suddenly stumble, then three splyun
Or wooden leg knock.
I do not recognize the existence of devils -
What the hell, maybe even the devil ?!
I do not care just keep in your pocket,
I just spit over his shoulder.
Calm, collected, steadfast, sure of himself ...
To me close and do not set himself the fear!
I just locked the door stronger
And under the bed, I climbed with a cross in the hands of ...

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