DOBROV - Паутина - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Chorus: a web of your thoughts and fog in the afternoon or late at night, a web of life and green gram, get out of here as you want, a web of your thoughts and care so that the grandmas drip with a stream, and do not guess, and therefore we will think about it tomorrow. . The first verse: the city is sleeping, and I woke up, Mr. Senior senior pouted, but they warned me that the evil there and so slowly and slowly falling down the muzlo .. more Dima .. more breaths .. more turnips .. more sighs .. I, like In my style, I make a repack, and questions are not for me who understood the wrong way. The routes of everyday life sticks like from Spice, - yes, I am not an important cupcake and make meat, yes I smoke, and I know that for a long time I haven’t been a cake, a rotten grass smokes with me a rotten variety, and there is no killer, I know your faces, because you are You know what the capital I am, and I could trust you with my brother -in -law, but there is only ice and smoky ceiling between us, the lights of the city - night days .. From the ocean to the trap, the gray paintings of the routine web - drape, I will be here .. Chorus: a web of your thoughts and fog in the afternoon or late at night, a web of life and green gram, get out of here as you want, the second verse: long bridges - I burn them often, police posts - call me miles .. my road - in search of nala, And I want so much, but I am so little, summer on my nose - it will be hot .. Schuni is more likely panties, I explode a jamb, and maybe my sting for a relationship came to life, but my pipe of the world postponed this case. I dislike every day, but I’m flying to the smell, I hate my laziness, but I do it tomorrow, but we are “hashim”, because we must live, the candles do not go out, the jamb will not bend. Chorus: a web of your thoughts and fog in the afternoon or late at night, a web of life and green gram, choose from here as you want,