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текст песни

Snow fell, half -four, environment,
Life is simple, life is sad-how always.
Children build nonsense from ice,
Soon there will be Christmas
So the majority thinks.
You put on your usual jacket,
In the elevator the inscription: "Who read the Tot fool"
And on the street again everything is wrong:
Everything is sprinkled with sand
People walk barefoot, barefoot ...

And in the subway, each step is muffled,
Everyone is standing and everyone looks at his dream
There she is in the headphones or he
Jazz is again in the transition,
But not the last time.
Without fifteen, the bell is beating ...
So many faces, and one of them is yours.
Music rushes from the cafe, pours,
You come in, but inside
Nowhere to sit down, damn it, damn it.

And in the phone, the glass is like a mica
Without fifteen or all the same trouble,
Water freezes on eyelashes,
This street is dark, what can you do, war,
Choose an unfamiliar quarter.
All incomprehensible is like a collapse.
If these words become snow,
We are covered with you, with a head, with your head, head ...

And in the subway, each step is muffled,
Everyone is standing and everyone looks at his dream
There she is in the headphones or he
This train cannot be caught up,
Well, why know this,
You have time for the last tram
Fifteen hour and it is no longer May,
An enchanted tea is crushed in the kitchen.
-Have you called?
-No, no one.
-Well and very good, good.

Snow fell, half -four, environment,
Life is simple, life is sad-how always.
People build nonsense from ice,
Soon there will be Christmas
So the majority thinks.
Life is sad, life is simple, damn it!
Life was invented by ordinary people,
Life is sad, life is simple, oh yes.
Tuesday is over, the environment comes ...