Текст песни Лола Грей - Все чаще

Increasingly, I get the nefple,
Increasingly wanting in other people's hands,
Take the soul on the bail
Otherwise, I will rent it in Lombard!

I'm closely here, I am sad there,
Everywhere with people I am lonely
I won't be afraid of open windows,
And far from melodram!

What a tragedy in the shower -
Night, autumn ... sleep badly ...
Sorry, not enough stupidity to fall in love,
And think on the finished cliché!

Footpaths of September rowan under the window,
Cold fingers I do not warm vodka ...

I
Without love
Kissing, idiot,

Violating the requirements of the axiom.