Бред - бобры и опоссумы - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

It was 372 years BC

And before any era, for that matter

The war, which was delayed in the years of history, no longer remembers its beginning

But the story is actually not about him, but about the battle that became the legend that everyone soon forgot

Two sides of the brave brave men from one beaver whose nickname was liquid

They were famous for the intricacies of science and acultism, which unfortunately made them with jelly -like allies like Pegasus or centaurus (to tell the truth of dick) the famous legendary horses whose wings were like a fresh salmon fillet and the beak stuck out like a unicorn (only after 40 longs years, the beavers finally taught them to speak and they finally explained that they were) it was powerful penguin-sustains, capable of dissecting the spaces of the sky and, strangely enough to crap other acid

On the other hand, hordes of the murderers whose heretical teachings and a backward lifestyle led only to devastation

These bastards had something no less strong in armament

Building the barricades and traps, they set on them hungry dressed exhausted pigeons that were torn by anyone who has at least some kind of edibility

Once, free birds were forced to indulge the rotten minds of the Opesum teachings Orient'l, which meant to sow the devastation (in fact, this meant to shit anywhere)

And so two indestructible libers met on the same battlefield on the butterfly field and the fuels whose fates have repeatedly intertwined in those many years of wars and destroying

No one is able to predict whose will to victory is stronger, and therefore I will just finish this fucking story