Текст песни Unknown lonely singer - Неинтересно

Hi
I am writing this twenty-eighth December
In April 21
Last year
Who will start to discuss the weather,
Interestingly, I do not remember
Or trying to convince himself
There was nothing
You can continue to live
Uninteresting that every second
Offering friendship
boasted a
Drags
Together with you, but not your
And hedgehogs
Which in my forest
Which in my head
I'm not sure where
But I'll find
They make soup
Of the fungi that were growing under the tree
This tree was you
And long- forgotten letter and the
What do most
Not with me