Традиция - загарелые ноги - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

My tanned legs are best approached by my fuel hands, my fuel friends to my beautiful shorts. My my legs go a lot of tanned for a long time, I’ll cheat, I will get my head, I will send a new, tanned. Why am I doing this?

Everyone knows, I don't know. I hug the sea, the sea hugs sharks, sharks of divers, divers at once. What a ridiculous word "diver." Totot, who climbs into the water, I get into the water, which means that I am a diver. The acels tear us to pieces, me and my tanned legs are a row with me. I will take them with me when I go home and for now I turn on the fool Aka John ...

I want you to love me and polish my eggs. Undress, we will swim. Undress, we will make love. I am legless, tanned - everything is cool. I am legless, tanned - everything is cool. They constantly threaten me with sharks. I even saw how one guy a shark bit his leg - no water! Not for anything in the water! No water! Not for anything in the water! It is enough to move your fingers so that you are confused. I don’t move and smile stupidly. Although it is possible to smile sincerely? You can, if my eggs are buried in your mouth. I tell you that I set up everything and you have no time lost my legs - I laid Trotil in your panties, panties. How sorry that your ears were torn off - you will not hear me anymore. How insulting that you lost your eyes - you would look at yourself in the mirror. Mmmmmmm. I hug your body if you only knew what I could do with you. I hug your body if you only knew what I could do with you.