Текст песни The Retuses - искали счастье

Crawling, running, she swept now
I see something that could not miss.
Years open gray door into the abyss,
Years gray youth wish to meet.
Who campfires today pours
Tears on my black ashes.
Who's ashes recognize the house, looking for the one
Rock or move higher for the future
To seek his fortune, but found the wine
And tipsy, not knowing that the shame.
Babkino wove like a spindle,
They trudged home and dragged the banner.
Love sought but found Sodom
Danced, drank again forgotten about conscience.
Under the gray cloud, a stale cake
History term story.

Who in the blue dress for a lead,
Someone lures gray gardens.
Perhaps it is the eternal image,
What is your heart burst with flowers.
Maybe I'll ever understand
The value of the two truths - yes and no.
Maybe someday I'll go
With Peron white on white