Текст песни Ботаника - А меня не берет

Under Luhansk born
In Bukhara, cold,
So this:
In Copenhagen, drunk
Smoke basked in Amsterdam.

It was the case in Warsaw
And it was hot in Egypt,
So this:
I do not mind living alone
Prematurely gray.

It is where your conscience
Like prostotevnoy
So this:
Do not be late for the train
And take with you free money

Chorus:
In the lowlands I went and hung there and the villages,
I got up arms forward, and does not take me,
And I do not always takes me a good,
And I never if it takes

And I do not need another,
And I have the best
Most,
Do not break off the dogma
You're exactly the same.

Hold your nerves,
And then you will go for the one hundred and first
Kilometer,
Well, however you want to know how
And do not be so campy.

To the health of the candle
Our Father, as you wake up
So this:
You will do what I have to
And do not ask what's next.