Zemfira | Crimea

If you will live with me,

I will try to quit drinking.

I will definetly quit smocking,

Because smock and my caugh makes you mad,

Because I'm coughing like a sick man,

And we would have to go to Crimea.

If you will live with me,

You will get tired of loving me,

Kissing me and talking

Till the start of the long winter.

The one that im waiting for, unlike you,

And love on a loan is very hard.

If you will live with me,

I will not drink at all.

You will not be able to stand me:

My nerves, depression, swearings,

Infinite anger and pain,

And your life will become hell.

You will not live with me

Even in the happiest dream,

Even if we accidently whould have been alone

At the very bottom,

And stopped counting days.

Because you have everything.

You are a good friend,

Because my number is 36.

And there are lots of people around,

So many people around

So many girl friends around.