Текст песни Виктор Афелин - Продам душу - куплю здоровье

I’ll sell my soul - I’ll buy health,
To live without worries and hassle
But where can I find that underground
Where do they sell this sweet fruit?

Where the fucking seller wanders
Savior of the flabby body of the patient?
Let the frantic pain endure,
And what can you say about this bad?

Let him give only a dozen years,
And maybe even less.
I’m even ready for a short time
After all, it is still susceptible to infection.

I’ll live my life
Healthy, with remarkable strength.
When the moment comes to depart -
I will die young and handsome ...