Текст песни Надежда Сосновская - Цыганочка

From the baptismal cross
To the grave cross
The road is so simple -
Don’t grumble, man.
Felts dark, felts, light,
Felts are alive, felts are not,
There is no one who would give an answer,
So what are you looking for?

Without love, as without food
Like a shower without water
As without other nonsense
We get used to living.
The general choir will beat
The dance will change partner
Have you noticed so far
But we don’t notice ...

March gave way to November
Paradise has been replaced by being
Just fit the loop, but sing
Nothing - bearable ...
Life is beautiful and easy
Like a bullet at a temple
Flew by and - bye,
Thank God, by.