Текст песни Mr.Pachuka - Круговорот

You lose something, then you find it
Such a circulation of lost things in nature
Do you find something? Soon you will lose.
Spit is spiritual or material.
You lose something, then you find it
Such a circulation of lost things in nature
Do you find something? Soon you will lose.
But do not be sad by my friend, with everyone happens

I remember Lost Love, who faded the bird
And almost a year did not cut, as it could happen.
And under the mask of kindness hid more often by lying
First lured faith in women, then in people
Lost the bosch in the parties, I was looking for, I was getting out of the forces
And she next to me in the morning, took and screwed.
Burnless days in the pages of the Pastel Diary,
But, unfortunately, I also sowed him too.
Friends lost. Lured, lost, lost, lost,
But later it turned out that all this is not friends.
I thought how so, the pens above the roof.
And it turned out that the fate of unnecessary
I doubted so much books read
What to find in this system small defects.
And finding the old diary I understood then
Only virginity and year will not return to us.

You lose something, then you find it
Such a circulation of lost things in nature
Do you find something? Soon you will lose.
Spit is spiritual or material.
You lose something, then you find it
Such a circulation of lost things in nature
Did you lose something? Do not sorrows
Just rewind this song at the beginning.