Текст песни 36-й РЕГИОН - он

"He lived, taking care of himself,
He joy hid for later
He was grown to his fate
He died, but did not know that.

He rushed, expressing in the hearts
All dissatisfaction with its age.
He felt stupid fear.
He was dead, but did not know about it.

He was offended, she said
He did not trust anyone.
She missed, nervous, shouted.
He is a corpse, but he was blind to that.

He looked suspiciously
On the life of running, fate flying,
Love did not want to surrender.
He died, and the grave is waiting ... "