Арсен Петросов - Как всегда на Парапет,вечером приходим все...... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The evening came in Baku, I can't sit at home, I'm squeezing with my back, my heart is calling. I can not go to the yard, I'm sorry for me, I love you my mother, but I still go!

Pr-in:

Mom You are not waiting for me, I walk until the morning, I will drink today, it does not sarphs at home, here with my friends, here and my girl, buried the cant of the fool, I am a thieves, Kayfoy me.

= 2 =.

As always on the parapet, we come in the evening, how many girls see how beautiful they are. We will come to the billiards, we will take and go, teahouses and there and there, playing Papugai Madame.

= 3 =.

Here is the boulevard on the pavement, on the Baku, on the native, guys from the last strength, jerking off the back of the noses. Again, it's just drinking beer, many of the Jana are waiting for someone to rush into the throat, so walks our Baku.

= 4 =.

In the courtyards and on mehl, everything is as if in a dream, Aksakala in the backgammon beat, in Armuda glasses drink tea. And everything is so good for Kaifa, when everything is so good, tomorrow will be a dream, so everyone lives a nushty