ЧЭ и РО - в моих красных глазах - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

There are one ice in my red eyes, nothing fucks for a long time

Like the whole people, thank you for this revolution.

So many years have passed, and everything has been pulling the country to the bottom. My rudeness is a huhputlam. The economy was enveloped with nets, oligarchs with bullets, flew to London, and we played drug adherets, hide and seek with garbage gandons, hide me with staphus between wagons, under a stranger, lava from an ATM, come up with a name you think of me, and people stomped, stamped, They fell, fly off the wings, because these people have changed us, and I bought so many words for you, but now I fuck.

As before, the poplar fluff of hopes, I read in four walls with nights between, already July, the pale light of the moon through the tulle, in the hand of the dick, the click-click channels of Tivi, I smoke the bidet in the tube with a whisper, get a marker to me, pinch the wire, wind up the wire on the neck and a hammers, draw my corpse on the asphalt, white slippers, negative photos from weddings, a couple of notes would be removed,

Falsh in your speeches, minced meat for us two,

Paris for us three, in the eyes of Triths from the same story you create your own, with it you get a huckster to us from it, or spin yourself. If you rummage the pockets normally. Love me rude, crazy, pale, tricky of himself.