Текст песни Зилов - Не верю

All the guys say in vain,
The fact that the vodka box you have broken home
Mothers old woman and janitor Arbi.
That threw the cigarette and rubles in them.

All the guys nervously smoking and bangs,
What you drink, damn, eight days in a row.
That holidays ended a long time ago
What yesterday you fell out the window.

But I do not believe what they say.
All the guys compose about the girls.
I will keep in response to
Trusting only a school doctor.

It is a pity that Your Katya is planted for the terrorist attack,
And mom has a heroin intermission.
Grandma and grandfather moved to the graveyard.
It is a pity that no one ask you a question,

Why don't you go to school and in general
Phone number with chalk on a raincoat.
Friendly quasry with a plot under fungus,
Your briefcase is packed with a cognac.