Киря - деньги,наркотики и смерть - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I’ll take off my Kosori from the card, I’ll call the huckstain, I’ll get it to it, I will get a bag of the side, I will take a bottle, I take two holes about burning, I’ll take a pipelka, I will take a lightweight, I will purchase a spring from it, and I’ll grab a pipette, I will breathe in a smoke, I breathe in my breath, in my own way I keep, a buffer, the music is louder to Valya, a couple of wheels from the Zhru, I will call my girl, I will invite a couple of sticks of tea, I quickly go to the magazine, I will buy an elastic band, I will go home, go to the bed, I sleep a couple of hours. ... In through a beautiful sleep I hear a doorbell at the threshold, on the threshold it stands, in a word, beauty, trala, did not sleep all night, she lay her, went to bed in the morning, and I could not sleep, hunting for being, about smoking, getting drunk, To marry, and two children to conceive ... I lost my father that night, my life turned away from me, but I lived a half of my life with you, and you took it and went on, but I respect you, I can’t forget you and I’ll go to the church, I’ll ask God about you, and I’ll put a bright candle for you ... Then I woke up, I asked me, you didn’t sleep again, I wrote all the texts, I answered, yes, she turned around, dressed, kissed me She smiled gently, whispered in her ear, I would come soon and not alone, wait for me, slammed and left, then friends came, took me away, said they were awarded, we got into the knife on the way, shot at us, removed everyone and in us. including me, blood went like a bucket, I closed my eyes, said at the last sigh, forgive me, and left for always ...