Текст песни Dza-Dze - Руки В Карманы

I was still a drop in the flow of pedestrian
In this lively crowd all like never lonely
Many lives and souls to test every years
Maybe even with you I once encountered shoulders
So many roads, but more cars
Someone rolls someone like the wind must hurry
So many beautiful dresses , loops spirits
City Hall ties tightly holding portfolios of sins
Going into the cafe , there is always the girl with the Cake
Behind it sits a guy , he is always here and always in leather
Two men with Pagon , always dumplings and vodka
And I strictly at the center with a confident gait

The citizens of the city and just a sweet couple
Staley on a newspaper svezhepokrashennyh benches
To do his work during the day
Punks - pickpockets on the forecourt of minibuses
In the bustle and noise trading wake markets
People money is evil in the capital and peasant indoor
Icons green savings banks as the principle of the magnet
Forever endless queue in the era creedite
Outstretched hands of beggars on the threshold of the church
The park rappers , skaters , skaters circling the center of the
I invite you to my house
Forget about everything ...
On debt, the feud and concepts

 Hands in his pockets
 squinting eyes
 go
 In the reflection pools for some reason the sky and I
 
 And then I poured a stream
 And all alone
 bet
 When I met you and you