Текст песни Антон Бочкарёв - На столе стоят цветы

On the table there are flowers,
Outside the window crack cold.
And you know perfectly
From all these roses.
At the end of the entire stock
And potatoes empty.
In the hostel we have,
The Holy Spirit and the beauty of what.
On the table there are flowers,
And still empty cups.
And you know well,
Who sent you daisy.
Across the room a bouquet,
Gave even if bread.
Or Rolton package.
I do not need the stars and the sky.
And the flowers go, go
Sorry end finance,
Knights feelings waiting
And the windows romances.
I do not need beauty,
If only the tea, perhaps, caviar,
Otherwise, all the flowers,
Gave me when I die.