Текст песни Владимир Кузьмин - Автоответчик

When I wander around the city,
I like to stay alone,
Alone with poplar fluff
Or the creak of tires.
I carry my problems with me.
Or I write poetry,
Because to solve problems
Uncertainty hinders.
I throw a coin - an eagle or tails?

I often meet people,
Which I have not seen anywhere,
They say: "Hello, how old!"
How are you? & Quot; etc.
Some say: "You have recovered,"
Others say: "You've lost weight."
Some say: "You have changed so much",
Others say:
"You're the same as you were, you're the same as you were ..."

And I do not want to answer,
I so want to be left alone, to be alone.
And I turn on the answering machine,
I turn on the internal answering machine.
And I turn on the answering machine,
I turn on the internal answering machine:
"I'm all right,
 Everything is all right with me.
I'm alright,
Everything is all right for me,
I'm alright,
Everything is all right with me.
I'm alright,
I'm all good, good, good, good. "

Some speak with irony:
"Oh, a living rock star!"
Others seem to be sympathetic:
& quot; You look exhausted & quot ;.
They do not look into my eyes,
They study the style of my trousers,
And I do not want to answer,
I so want
Stay alone, stay alone.
      And I turn on the answering machine,
      I turn on the internal answering machine.
      And I turn on the answering machine,
      I turn on the internal answering machine:
      "I'm all right,
      Everything is all right with me.
      I'm alright,
      Everything is all right for me,
      I'm alright,
      Everything is all right with me.
      I'm alright,
      I'm all good, good, good, good. "