Текст песни Александра Пекова - Вот парта,ручка и тетрадь

Here 's desk , pen and notebook .
I sit, I do not know what to write.
And like everything is clear ,
But over the fate we have no control .
How quiet sound , I disappear
And I remember your lesson .
I remember everything you said ,
As each name was called .
I remember writing errors ,
At the time itself began to blame .
And I did not take offense ,
For the fact that I put a deuce .