| First couplet: | 
| I opened my eyes in the morning. | 
| The bed is empty, now you are not in it. | 
| Another picture, without the smell of Nina, | 
| What else has not been absorbed into the blanket since then. | 
| When everything stood on three pillars. | 
| And we laughed to tears, we are rushing, cunt. | 
| When you filmed everything up to three | 
| Throwing underwear at me and I thought everything was like this forever | 
| It was definitely a dream, then Kezon flowed urgently, damn it. | 
| What kind of passion, is it love or just a movie? | 
| Tick-tock, yes, time removed the questions in an instant | 
| And there are no more three whales, it's all nonsense. | 
| Already the fish is not the same, but I know, not offended. | 
| To be in a few years | 
| If I had not known and seen all this? | 
| Why did I forget, I don't want to remember. | 
| For me who you were | 
| the altar forever, carried in his arms. | 
| Snow was falling waiting for the fool's tears. | 
| I didn’t burn the sleeve, I didn’t look for your cards. | 
| The moron was sleeping, he fucked himself up. | 
| Sailed away, Mariman called: “How are you?” | 
| I hurried home in vain, the smoke burst in vain. | 
| Not only moles see badly. | 
| Apparently, you have to be a sucker with you, the only way to live | 
| In a boat I sailed to Buyana for a long time | 
| To see this fucking shame | 
| Caught in a fire without smelling smoke. | 
| I hurried to you did not expect such a disaster. | 
| I drew your face in the muddy layers of water. | 
| You are a beast, you are a beast. | 
| Chorus: | 
| What's up, no, well, what the fuck? | 
| I can't believe my eyes | 
| They're the center of wine, bitch honey, how come? | 
| Enough wit, lousy alignment, big horns. | 
| Better just leave it, yours in the dark is not for me. | 
| What the hell, no, well, what the fuck? | 
| For whom is the snake braided? | 
| I suggest you tell everything. | 
| Your mother, lousy alignment, big horns. | 
| There is only one truth - you lied to me, plague, I don't need such a whore. | 
| Second couplet: | 
| So that's why I couldn't sleep at night, | 
| And I drew in the dark your camp and missed you. | 
| Such a languid thick fear of losing you. | 
| Fear of losing love and hearth. | 
| Again, a long time ago I began to notice | 
| This string of secret strange beginnings. | 
| I felt it, you hear, in every farewell. | 
| Silently shouting. | 
| In vain, dear, was carrying a handkerchief home. | 
| The house whose entrance is overgrown with grass for me. | 
| This fence is not mine, everything here is alien to me. | 
| And how many tears did I shed about, brother? | 
| There is a lump in the throat, noise in the bedroom. | 
| I got up quietly, not believing that this was happening. | 
| But as it is, so it is, he easily knocked out the door. | 
| And you're naked there, hello, dear. | 
| Chorus: | 
| What's up, no, well, what the fuck? | 
| I can't believe my eyes | 
| They're the center of wine, bitch honey, how come? | 
| Enough wit, lousy alignment, big horns. | 
| Better just put yours in the dark not for me. | 
| What's up, no, well, what the fuck? | 
| For whom is the snake braided? | 
| I suggest you tell everything. | 
| Your mother, lousy alignment, big horns. | 
| There is only one truth - you lied to me, plague, I don't need such a whore. |