Lyrics Борис Рыжий - Ничего не надо

You don't need anything, not even happiness
to be loved, not
you even need warm sympathy,
apple trees in the window.
No female sorrow, no sorrow,
bitterness, shame.
Mug - in the mud, and so that they do not raise
never again.

Didn't take the drunk to bed.
Here is my line:
leave without me, that's enough
- sky clouds!
Complain, read and regret
basking by the fire
read aloud, laugh, pour tears.
Only without me.

Nothing really needed
whatever you name:
not someone else's apple orchard,
no someone else's love,
that supports you tenderly
drop fearing.
Better scary, better hopeless
better snout in the mud.