I was an ordinary student with a perpetual lack of sleep, I was nabychennym type, in my view wild
Could read something like, well, a go-ka here, I was arrogant vip-ohm, even too much.
And once I was the youngest little boy, and once I did it was to be seen, not heard.

And not once, but while I'm here after all I'm doing great on my shooting fotike.
Thin inspired poet was buhogo debris hit, ran into a drunken idiot.
I sped along the ocean on a scooter, it's like a dream. Unconscious lying in the mud with a broken face.

French fighter was in a romance novel, now with the favorite, I have a ring on the ring.
Was on the screen was in different countries, gets pleasure in the fact that it was empty pockets I always knew that:


Chorus:

I will not pull up the page, I do not pull away from them.

Do not rewrite itself on clean copy, that's life, c'est la vie.
I will not pull up the page, I do not pull away from them.
Do not rewrite itself on clean copy, that's life, c'est la vie.


He loved Russian authors, the century before last understood the love dreamy peak literature.
He loved !@$^, even know the names of actresses, knew the history of the Crimean Tatars, knew English.

Represented himself being capable to lift twice his weight.
Wu Tang loved most was the black wildly enthusiastic. Now is a yawn.
Tap dancing, if you're interested in Moscow at the competition already took 14th place.

He defended his PhD, co-author of over 10 years has given 500 concerts. Honestly.
In England lost their Orthodox cross, well, that is, the cross is lost, looking it is useless.
Not sure what it is you need to know, though useful and suddenly, the world is an abyss.


Chorus:


I will not pull up the page, I do not pull away from them.
Do not rewrite itself on clean copy, that's life, c'est la vie.
I will not pull up the page, I do not pull away from them.

Do not rewrite itself on clean copy, that's life, c'est la vie, that's life, c'est la vie.