Текст песни DIMpanfilow - Не сегодня

Provide your hair with razors for years
And follow the trail from cropped curls.
Topot past victories will turn on it
An annoying quiet whisper.

What is this? And your voice became different.
And the words, with the lips, shouting, not the song - rustle.
Look, seeds imperceptible raids
Deters, like gunpowder.

But not so much snow covered your head,
How many Mother of them - Winter - falls on the shoulders.
Not today we will become old
Only is it easier?