Почта - Атташе - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The attache from the papier-mâché chief of the bombing of the swords of mice promised us on the accomplishment of decisions of the paradise in the chaolache Attache from Papier-Masha, let me be stuck lately, I am still Mushats the noise of the povenny marches of our Ashram Alkashi Attache from Paper Masha ... much higher 'Artanyan for his plank knows the wushu and suggestion in the carcass of the attache from Paper-Masha ... does not miss and whispering past the ears is holding our skinny neck on the pencil of the attache from Paper-Masha, you promised to defend us from crashing on the ears of noodles and not I hear on my elevation as a rustle goes our roofs on the anad of the attache from Papier-Masha did not sit in the trench in the lice and the brighter from where the dried blood on his felling attache from the papier-mache always mixes the stamps with cliché and no one will decide that lightening in the shower