Текст песни 04.Naughty - Понедельники-годы

traffic lights monday years
we all don’t remember, but we don’t chase love either

it was so long ago winter degrees zero
it's never been so cold
this city is so cold
loaded with their worries movement will not tire
spent his best days there

and it seems to me that anyone there would sit
twenty two zero eight wide jeans
first fell in love with culture
then I never dreamed about this steppe
at night
the first enemy started, then the first brother
who will be glad to me even now
he will be happy with me and he will be my paradise
we always had something to die for
whom to erase from life who not to erase
this city meeting and screaming uraaaaaa