Текст песни А. Костюшкин - Я не успел

Here every woman - a bird,
But few can fly,
In the nest of one's breath,
Forget and not twitter
Here every man is the dead man,
With a smile at a shaved face,
Here everything, without a doubt, worthy of sludge,
Who is all waiting for them at the end

I did not have time, I did not hurry,
I have no almost nothing left
Not a drop of love nor a soul drops
Nor a drop of me yourself

Go, slowly, in steps,
Put your wings, won
Without misses beats, without a doubt,
In this case, the cavity and flew,
No, he is not a hired killer,
He is a free shooter, he playboy,
Yes, you are late to be born
And I did not have time for you,

Yes, I did not have time, I did not hurry,
I have no nothing left
Not a drop of love nor a soul drops
Nor a drop of me yourself

And someone barely nodded
In your extractive nest,
Spell - and more and higher,
And the house was empty without it,
Cell Yunza-Idiot,
Yes wings forgot long
All buzz, pain and joy of flight,
You wooked open the window,
Let him fall, disassemble
But the bullets went into milk,
He understood why wings are needed -
Then, to fly high ...

Yes, he managed, let him hurried
Let it hurt, but he has
That drop of love, that drop of the soul,
That is the smallest of me ...