Текст песни Nova - Рутина

and it happens sometimes
emptiness blows in my pocket
and my soul is somehow hard
puff after puff
and I don’t need your profit
peron petrash
in the car theft
and people from something are strongly smeared
they are pushing us on TV
and fate will throw a mess
I wouldn't do this if I was a guy
I live in a five-story building
everyday life
I push the carts into the microphone
what I know
what I don't understand
I find out little by little
and walking up the stairs
I can only hear a strong heartbeat
I see successful people
whose life is in constant haste
and eventually lose the meaning of words
digging a moat underneath
look for the truth at the bottom of the soul
we come again to leave
and everyone was grasped by the routine of everyday life.