Текст песни Трафим - Костюмчик новенький, колесики со скрипом

A brand new suit , the wheels creaked
I exchanged the prison canvas .
During these eight years, a lot of grief Mykal
And no one on me Volosik shed .

And in the court of good weather,
In the window shines month young .
And I sit another four years -
Heart aches - as want to go home .

And I sit another four years -
Heart aches - as want to go home .

A brand new suit , the wheels creaked
I exchanged the prison canvas .
During these eight years, a lot of grief Mykal
And no one on me Volosik shed .

During these eight years, a lot of grief Mykal
And no one on me Volosik shed .