Каспийский Груз - - Скажите Кириев - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

- I have a question, tell Kireev, have you had drives to the police for theft before? - Not. - What are you lying for Kireev for? - I am not lying. - And who, under the guise of collecting waste paper, took a jam and a book from the apartment? - I read. And the thunderstorms here are strong, without questions in the style of me, there are threats of violence and threats bought a threat. In a garbage truck to the Bastille, so that they are blinded from Vasya Vasily, a shitty shit. And our names: Lyokha, House, Ilya. Guess the last name ... clean, well -groomed, not a spoonful of tar, than a miracle in a spoon. Let the nose be laid, than you become a hostage, to be a shoemaker, then an aho*shoemaker. And I accepted on faith that the dark forces were dressed in dark gray. And send your souls to the next world more transposed than to send her to cher. And if their business is to sew things, then my mother did not give birth to me here. And if the goal is - we get the goal, ma, but if we are not guilty, we nafig them, ma? I don’t see any reason in the fact that I have something to have a boshki, no*uya is not superfluous. And in view of my petty build on my dead body, the little girl will go less, Bl*t. And the neighbor decided to change the regime to sports runs, bars and bench press. And I am clean, well -groomed, changed my mode to a suit more. And the thunderstorms here are strong, without questions in the style of me, there are threats of violence and threats bought a threat. In a garbage truck to the Bastille, so that they are blinded from Vasya Vasily, a shitty shit. And our names: Lyokha, House, Ilya. Guess your last name ... From the hut to the hut, from brother to brother. The head for the injury is cotton wool, a widespread mind or mind. Not Kolyma, but far away. And that we are not to blame, we only convinced the lawyer. In the cabin, blood, in the luggage of the shovel 320th lupata. Mom, make me to survive. Mom, guess my amnesty. This CD is again for those who are sitting, mom, my birth with domes on my chest. We look not liquid in appearance and I can be a groom, but not to be enviable. And I have opened doors to those institutions that for people with poor behavior. Nadia bought a nutritious skin cream and only the cream nourishes hope looks like. The washing machine changed the squeezing mode, I have my own mode for constructing the regime. And the thunderstorms here are strong, without questions in the style of me, there are threats of violence and threats bought a threat. In a garbage truck to the Bastille, so that they are blinded from Vasya Vasily, a shitty shit. And our names: Lyokha, House, Ilya. Guess the surname ... in the department of maternity hospital, as in the police station. We were tied by force and no one moves. In the branch of the maternity hospital, as in the police station we were tied by forcibly and no one moves. And no one moves, and no one moves, and no one moves, smile faces, smile faces, smile faces, smile faces and no one moves.