Текст песни Максим Крижевский - Щедрый вечер

Rolling boy on scooter
With bald mountain called faith
Mutters through his teeth, the myth of the eternal depravity
And he sees a movie about freedom without measure

Christmas Eve wet wind
Scribbling souls in cigarettes triggers
Christmas Eve wet wind
Sleep does not give his father's interrogation

All the lights of the Christmas tree shining dishonor
And poshlenko tale shining medal
To what is missing but happiness
Well, you remember you
And here the sadness

Christmas Eve wet wind
Scribbling souls in cigarettes triggers
Christmas Eve wet wind
Sleep does not give his father's interrogation

Snowflakes whirled hysterical waltz
And stick a swastika on a black asphalt
We all miss significant falsehood
To noisy prosthesis press the pedal

In the evening a generous wet wind
Scribbling souls in cigarettes triggers
Christmas Eve wet wind
Sleep does not give his father's interrogation

Oh boy recall only tomorrow morning
Let me and who will put out the candles
And there are smoking and laughing like
Yes, he knew what he was
Well, we're good

Christmas Eve wet wind
Scribbling souls in cigarettes triggers
Christmas Eve wet wind
Sleep does not give his father's interrogation

So what do we all forget his name
Or rush headlong down
Yes, we already lost a son last
And besides, not all of us will stand cornice

Christmas Eve wet wind
Scribbling souls in cigarettes triggers
Christmas Eve wet wind
Sleep does not give his father's interrogation