Скамейка
Бригадный Подряд Lyrics


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Сидели на скамейке, на мокрой скамейке,
Казались обычными в общем людьми.
На пиво не хватало какой-то копейки,
На жизнь не хватало какой-то любви...

Припев:
Никакой правды!
Никакой веры!
Никакой надежды
То, что нам будет проще!...

Подружки-хохотушки милы и не пугливы,
Хоть на моей рубахе пятна крови.
У них мы настреляли мелочь на пиво,
У них же просили какой-то любви...

Припев.

Скамейка опустела, на ней только листья,
На небо полезла другая заря.
Девчонки были глупыми, а пиво было кислым,
А время потрачено зря...





Припев.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Скамейка" by Бригадный Подряд depict a group of people sitting on a park bench, seemingly ordinary at first glance. However, they are lacking in both money and love, evidenced by their inability to afford a beer and their sense of hopelessness. The chorus repeats the phrase "никакой правды, никакой веры, никакой надежды, то, что нам будет проще" which translates to "no truth, no faith, no hope, what will be easier for us." The second verse introduces some female friends who are carefree and unafraid, even though the singer has blood stains on his shirt. They had to shoot for small amounts of beer, and asked for love from the same women.


The overall tone of the song is one of apathy and a lack of meaning in life. The chorus implies that they have given up on truth, faith, and hope, and resign themselves to whatever is easier. The girls they sit with seem to represent a kind of temporary escape from this despondency, but in the end, even that is revealed as pointless.


Overall, the lyrics of "Скамейка" paint a picture of people whose lives lack direction, connection, and meaning. The bench represents a place where they come to pass the time, but ultimately, it leaves them feeling empty and hopeless.


Line by Line Meaning

Сидели на скамейке, на мокрой скамейке,
We were sitting on a wet bench, just like ordinary people.


Казались обычными в общем людьми.
We seemed like just regular folks.


На пиво не хватало какой-то копейки,
We didn't have quite enough money for beer.


На жизнь не хватало какой-то любви...
We were missing something in life, maybe it was love...


Припев:
Chorus:


Никакой правды!
No truth!


Никакой веры!
No faith!


Никакой надежды
No hope


То, что нам будет проще!...
It would be easier for us if we just let go!


Подружки-хохотушки милы и не пугливы,
Our giggly and fearless friends


Хоть на моей рубахе пятна крови.
Even though my shirt had bloodstains.


У них мы настреляли мелочь на пиво,
We borrowed some money from them to buy a little bit of beer,


У них же просили какой-то любви...
And we asked them too for some love...


Припев.
Chorus.


Скамейка опустела, на ней только листья,
The bench emptied out, and leaves were all that's left.


На небо полезла другая заря.
Another dawn broke upon the sky.


Девчонки были глупыми, а пиво было кислым,
The girls were silly, and the beer tasted sour,


А время потрачено зря...
And all this time we spent was for nothing.


Припев.
Chorus.




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