Текст песни Солнце, грязь, воробьи, распутица, кот орёт на гараже - Я шатаюсь по мокрым улицам на весеннем кураже.

Carousing, raskhorovodilos, spilled all over the world
Ah, the April flood, how I like you!
Sun, dirt, sparrows, slush, the cat screaming for garage
I stagger through the wet streets in the spring courage.

Directly from the South, but on the thaw came flying geese,
But he was not singing about Italy, but as a good home!
How many months in exile, waiting only April
As under palm trees songs of dreams about wheat blizzard.

All I'm on edge, all on the verge of me !!! Oh, now I do not sleep!
All the misery and all the suffering will change in the spring.
I love unmet shout: "Do not come, and to hell with you!"
Call kid and in the evening we go for roaches!