Weather to hell, nobody's mood,
|
There are no special cases. |
Vova and Petya arrived.
|
Celebrated the New Year together.
|
They left, and I returned to these thoughts:
|
What is wrong with me? |
Who will answer me?
|
In summer I think about winter, in winter about summer.
|
Where did this depression come from?
|
I seem to be free now, brothers.
|
Single now, an idiot's dream come true.
|
I sit, sip whiskey, hiccups roll up.
|
I hold my breath, swallow three times -
|
I hiccup further, it doesn’t go away - an infection.
|
Remember, appreciate, now more than a cent -
|
Now, at a distance, I weigh a whole centner.
|
Now, I am precious, at a distance.
|
Why now then ... After parting?
|
Chorus:
|
Got a little cold. |
I sneeze, I walk.
|
What am I thinking about? |
Understandably, I'm talking about you.
|
And about what happened... Probably
|
There was something between us too.
|
Got a little cold. |
I sneeze, I walk.
|
What am I thinking about? |
Understandably, I'm talking about you.
|
And about what happened... Probably
|
There was something between us too.
|
I don't need hiccups. |
Leave me alone.
|
Go to your friends, to your parents, even in an open field -
|
And shout there, as I once shouted,
|
When my guys looked askance at me.
|
Like, henpecked. |
Failed to build a woman.
|
And then you laughed under the quiet saga, at home.
|
Well, are you funny now?
|
He said, "I don't like you," and went out the door.
|
Well, how? |
Now you feel
|
What is the advantage in the battle for it is not clear what?
|
Nothing, you'll understand. |
You are strong.
|
Why do you need me, so unsterile?
|
So clumsy, uselessly heavy -
|
Ballast on board, a piece of yellow snow.
|
Not a man, not a woman, not a machine, not a toy,
|
Not a curiosity, but an unknown animal.
|
Okay, I'm completely exhausted, here I am.
|
He walked, freed himself, threw a stone from his neck.
|
And thank God. |
So that's how it should be.
|
Enough of this kindergarten for both of us.
|
It's time to grow up, well, everything else is there.
|
Both of them completely forgot that there are now three of us.
|
Tore the hell out of mutual respect -
|
And here you are, such movements.
|
Left behind. |
Got drunk. |
Reading on a bottle
|
Words about the dangers of alcohol.
|
Sawdust in my head, between them you -
|
New Years, birthdays, gifts, flowers.
|
Please forgive me and let me go.
|
And I'll let go, just a little something.
|
Come on, make concessions for once.
|
Come on, don't cry, hang up.
|
Chorus:
|
Got a little cold. |
I sneeze, I walk.
|
What am I thinking about? |
Understandably, I'm talking about you.
|
And about what happened... Probably
|
There was something between us too.
|
Got a little cold. |
I sneeze, I walk.
|
What am I thinking about? |
Understandably, I'm talking about you.
|
And about what happened... Probably
|
There was something between us too. |