Александр Малинин - Суета
текст песни

What tires us is vanity.
From evening to night it just drives vanity.
Where are we in a hurry, where are we all flying?
On the move we read, eat and say. Where are we in a hurry?

Chorus:
Someone manages, manages, manages to understand everything.
Someone manages to read the book of life and understand everything.
And for me every day, every day -
A brief moment, like birds scream.

Loss.

Letters became a fairy tale - only the phone,
Our life is like running, a marathon.
Sometimes a postcard is only a couple of lines.
I ask myself the question: "And what is it in what?"

Chorus:
Someone manages, manages, manages to understand everything.
Someone manages to read the book of life and understand everything.
And for me every day, every day -
A brief moment, like birds scream.

Someone manages, manages, manages to understand everything.
Someone manages to read the book of life and understand everything.
And for me every day, every day -
A brief moment, like birds scream.

Loss.

We quickly argue, quickly say.
Do we understand everything if we are always in a hurry?
I want to calmly start my whole life,
But I can’t imagine this life, my life.

Chorus:
Someone manages, manages, manages to understand everything.
Someone manages to read the book of life and understand everything.
And for me every day, every day -
A brief moment, like birds scream.
Like birds scream, like birds scream, like birds scream.