So I want to get drunk, so I want to, aha! Then to fight the enemy, and to hit the enemy, That he spitted on the road, and the little devil died. But only on the road, well, and then resurrected. How I want to leave, where, there, there, But the echo repeats, weird, weird, weird. America and Poland, China and Honduras, There are more of ours now than they are here with us. So I want to forget, but go without drugs, And then you look at the heat of the bird, and you look at yourself. *** these glitches, of course I sin, But I can't stand such things. So I want to fall in love. Are you completely sick? No, as they say, everything pulls to her alone. And who is this bitch, on whom the soul burns? I was her first, she says so. So I want to wait for God on earth, And that there is a lot of money, and that there are no rubles, But life is hard, not a hawk. And now you will see, and only everything, Yes, the difference, you show the scum. The desire to be happy, without stress, and they will grow, But plums and buns do not grow on the birch. Oh, life got me like a beggar in Peru. Well, how much is left, I'll get to the drop. Well, how much is left, I'll get to the drop.