Текст песни Жуки - То одно блин, то другое

Good to be the sun, the light, and that's all
And the sky too, too personal
Good to be grass, well-moon
Immediately though his head against the wall beysya

Well, my e, what of that?
That one damn thing after another.
That sadness with anguish, the grief with sadness!
Well, my e, what of that?
That one damn thing after another!
Well, where are you white as snow, the band?

And you wake up in the morning, look out the window
Something gray sky still clouded
Insects stuck to glass
There are people unfamiliar

Well, my e, what of that?
That one damn thing after another.
That sadness with anguish, the grief with sadness!
Well, my e, what of that?
That one damn thing after another!
Well, where are you white as snow, the band?

I would like in winter, the winter is over
I would like spring, I ended in spring
In summer, there is no meaning, but the fall rains
So damn will live until next winter

Well, my e, what of that?
That one damn thing after another.
That sadness with anguish, the grief with sadness!
Well, my e, what of that?
That one damn thing after another!
Well, where are you white as snow, the band?