прикол - Я на маминой машине - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Summer day and everything is spinning in a circle like a carousel

We have heat, and at lunch, and in the evening, and until the morning

I'll take my keys and go out into the yard, putting on glasses

The weather is not a hindrance, because so far everyone is sleeping, I have freedom, I have freedom

Chorus:

And I'm cool, I'm on my mother’s car, but it’s a pity that there is no gasoline, I'm on my mother’s car, but it’s a pity that there is no gasoline, I'm on my mother’s car, but it’s a pity that there is no gasoline