[Verse 1]
I live without hopelessness, without being safe from it
Street flowers bloom without money
Though the flowers, how people will fall down without them
What stresses me can strike me out
I like to spin, something like a night dervish
If it's tough, it will not make me laugh
Because you feel good here until it's bad for you
I prefer not to curse there and someone will give it to me
I do not close my eyelids at night and I wipe off my soles
As the sound of the ambulance reflects in the blue shades at weekends
Because, unfortunately, someone has passed away for mistakes and I am indifferent
So many dead people were to eat with us today

[Chorus]
I do not close my eyelids at night and I wipe off my soles
And prints from the fork, for months I've been waiting for spaghetti with cash
I do not close my eyelids at night and I wipe off my soles
But the rules at the table is the most important fact, rather
I do not close my eyelids at night and I wipe off my soles
And prints from the fork, for months I've been waiting for spaghetti with cash
I do not close my eyelids at night and I wipe off my soles
But the rules at the table is the most important fact, rather

[Verse 2]
I only have the play, I don't have to do anything
Not bathed in boiling water, rather cold as ice
They only say stop, stand, stand - Sarius are flying with it
And you also come out, just how sweet smoke will go
I like to lie in the summer from early hours
And in winter I like to ride, think on the loop
Then and then I would be reluctant to eat at home
You have to have money to have shovels to eat today
Good dinners, no melanges for 4.40
I could not live like a little kid any more
I have to spin, look, I'm not always bad
Impressions from forks for months, I'm waiting for spaghetti with cash
But the rules at the table is the most important fact, rather
Those in the first verse, without them we will not eat together
Without your murder ujebanej what they eat without plates
The croquettes take away my appetite