Текст песни NRM - Простыя словы

Simple words, simple things:
Bread on the table, the flame in the furnace.
It's so easy, it's so good,
As with his head to get under the blanket.

Simple words,
Simple things
Simple words,
Simple things.

Twilight blue winter sometimes
The house parents all so familiar.
There is something warm, have a place to hide
In the house of his parents, in the mother's home.

Simple words,
Simple things
Simple words,
Simple things.

Everything is so reliable, everything so thoroughly,
What is there to add - except that nothing.
You can live on, a new day will come.
Good night, ladies! Good night, gentlemen!

Simple words,
Simple things
Simple words,
Simple things.
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