Бивень - Intro - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

In the ranks of the recruits, a crypt was built into the army of the turnip, already,

The gag is already in the mouth than the thongs of the sexy girl,

hayushki I'm here like when the muzon plays, his horizon is extensive

Under the umbrella, I'm under Sound, an ordinary Russian kid you yourself, you know, you yourself saw yourself, you melt yourself,

Like ice like cold in minus 40,

Like a minus to your brain

The voice warmed up

Now without sleep, without a day without a line

You can't

You won’t moan, because your goal is to continue and punch these walls, because you can, you can

(After all, you can do everything, you just want to, you just have to grab the muse, and the music will play on its own)

You are at least a nominal repert, a riper, even a young guy in appearance,

(BUT) In words, who will offend someone, but in words as if Billy Clinton

Like Mike Tyson on his feet, like alvarizes in his hands

But in the soul still Kaptsova Nina (by)

(After all, you can do everything, you just want to, you just have to grab the muse, and the music will play on its own)