ммф - Дело нескольких минут - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

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There are so few impulses on the thought-wool,

Crawl with a snail on Fuji - TRIP in IKSTLAN.

Rapunzel cooks soup, and I got lost.

Zen Buddhist from the corncolor whine vitas

So many years, and in the mind the motto of Viva La Ru Volusienen.

But I am a self -eater and fuck it all, these kits and comers, all across the throat, the arrow fought on the inner compass.

Mom I pray a golden bull

I changed Kizu for Saturday

I am a simple guardian to my son, why don't they want to see me point blank? all

Well I am for them, so that like cheese in oil

And my soul is my cache- I am a dried cracker

Why do I want to finge

to sunset under the Russian spring Shevchuk

But there was time, even before the screw with salt, its branch was its own philosophy

We laughed at polarities

And the world became clear to us then

Dima treats nostrils, for the third time puzzle

And the steam Henry Chinaska, we had to call the fuck, and families appeared

How the mushrooms went to the child, and the demons inside me will fall already growl.

Fucking the Maya, blindly into the fog

What are the walls in the pussy, ABC style-magia we are not fans of papers and exhaust, how to find a way out of the mind?

I hear the poet support Ka Egorka Zhukov

and the KGBRY mode he bursts like

I hang out on the cipher somewhere in Kozhukhovo

I seem to be almost Jesus here with gopniks

I am sitting with a stone, the May beetle plays, but to me,

need a few minutes.

So that my film is not so noir

And from now on, do not give slack.

chorus:

And I am stored from a huyni one hundred eight balls

I anchored - among the fish like a sperm whale, I am completely alone, like an arrow locomotive, and I can’t find my mind in finding truth