Калиб'ро - Демо - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Life is a fucking performance

People vegetables in a mask

Class I ripened after the first chamfer

Why tell me so gloomily

And where to find buildings for a bright mode of it

I slow down a step likely, barely breathing, up the floors

On a movement I knock down a stick from the blood wedge a wedge

I love nonsense and upon arrival I see that it is mutual. On the pocket of the gram of cargo, that the eyes are from the uzil, on foot to the place

New Tusa

Who is this dad like a similar passerby aa

Save from the corrals oh god