Торба-На-Круче - Садовник
текст песни

So, so one oblivion
So, so without regret
No, there is no someone
Garden, garden where I am a gardener
Step, step by the windowsill
No, there is no someone

Well, what should I sing like notes
Well, what am I to me and who are you

Wind, behind the wind
The whole world, my whole world is banned
No, there is no someone
Dew, dew on boots
Eyes, eyes in web
No, and there is no someone in them

Well, what should I sing like notes
Well, what am I to me and who are you
Well, what should I sing like notes
Well, what am I to me and who are you
Who am I and who you are