Тбили и Жека Кто Там - Идите все нахуй - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

And today a little strange day

And the point is not the fact that your hands are broken

I understood everything around me is just a shadow

And I have nothing but this music

I do not go to the role of your idol

With a hub mazal snot on the bits of underground lira

Life forced she as a thin thread

But you did not live her to judge me

This is a soundtrack of my life

In the bustle of strangers in the native province

Riolans are tired of being the same

With the dirty streets of the mountain debauchery and kayf

And this is my whole life

Tsashycha lines that discerned the whole world

And I'm not just a voice from your columns, I understood (I'm not just a voice from your columns)

it's something more than just fucking sound

Life in my area A 'Life in the good' '

more than pain is more than just love

And I kept it all in my bitch

I traded you on the dirty style of cellars

music of the memorials did not betray me

I took the rule to always keep up to Talao

that rap from the area of ​​which was missing

I traded you on the dirty style of cellars

Your truth is sold like a smile of a slava

And I'm killed in the end and fool a little

and huli really this is your funny life

Street.Moy Street for how many years I have seen the Father in the first

And this life reminds me of dream from the "end"

around so many people but they all without face

And you remember your first brawl, and the first shelf or the first stick

and would return this time back and you want to know how it is

Goa.

and we still do not get drunk

rolling into the abyss in these entrances with the guys places are kind

go all fuck with your flattery

better bi veins cut me no more

After all, everything in the past maybe it may not be all at all and not the love of very small doses, I fuss the time pulling to dawn

stand and look now in whom I managed to turn

muse me no longer dreams completely and blinds are not clean and these lines probably extra and fairy tales

and again barely breathe on other people's emptyings these thoughts left watches without a knife

sneaking quietly so only don't you need to push my problems

Chorny-on white rows fly like a white singer my mind lost too slowly moves ordinary words

again to you ... all the ears are moving on the steps

Unknown areas underground tops with white flakes fell somewhere in the snow

We did not drink to my how many bi could you see the sunrises, but in the place of this again, Ele revealed to the house

And tomorrow everything is worth it for a new one and I am waiting for you alone here again I do not see here I ask

I can't do your phone number again differently

but the beeps will replace eternity and you are not a dream I will be lost in infinity of your phrases, your eyes but all this is no longer about us give me a couple of pipettes a couple of pills and I will forget about all this about these conversations about our summer about us lose two somewhere

sort of forgot you but hardly already left only spots

About our past but alas no longer say good ...