Коля BMW - Лётная погода - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

We call one cigarette for two

We stomp with Brother to the taiga ...

We have everything nishtyak, except that involuntary

Oh, may the convoy drive us ...

I drive, I look at the sky, under my feet

I compose this song on the way ...

Here is another verse, checked, brother ...

Chorus:

I would only have two wings

Yes, the weather is that there is flight

The convoy will be confused,

And they have over their heads, here I am.

I will fly, I'll keep it

I will capture and go home with a pen.

I just can't become a bird

And again you have to get into operation ...

Jumping words, music is circling in my head

Pour, lads, strong chifir to us from mugs

Corner in the chest to flare up and brighter

Ay, he will heal strong tea ...

We fuck into the forest - we will pile the boulders in a heap and let us here, where we are not, it’s better than here a verse, but about you and me ...