Guf ft. Смоки Мо - Желтый мигающий сигнал светофора - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Guf: Yellow flashing traffic light, On call, an ambulance is flying somewhere, About half past five, or maybe somewhere around half past four, Or the ambulance is not coming, let everything be smooth, Village, city, heat, cold, Hammer or sickle, thirst and hunger, the cycle, People are always ready to find a reason to turn on their heads And do everything exactly the opposite, And time goes by (tick), sadly, another minus one, Time does not wait, It holds, then abruptly lets go, It burns, bitch, this time is burning, Another satellite has been launched into orbit, The head is broken, the main thing is not to show it, Olympic Games among the disabled, Or a suicide belt, fresh water supplies, Marked banknotes - the fruits of your work are excellent, But you haven’t learned the notes, idiots, moves were simple, The one who writes crossword puzzles may turn out to be stupid, Blood was forming along the sidewalks in a dark stream, An old jaguar, the high beam headlights were on, The two of them stood together, he spat over his left shoulder, Well? Let's get started, we walked around the body on both sides, They took us by the arms and legs, with difficulty they pushed us into the cabin, A canister, a fire... But there was nothing, According to the documents, the car was stolen this afternoon, Honey, do you want toast with bacon or cereal with milk, Or maybe both, And now or later, and who the fuck understood, Well, fuck the bitch, then you’ll eat it later, I’m absolutely calm, Sakura, Japan, dawn, fog, red pagoda on the slope, Oops, a Boeing fell, there were 300 passengers left 0, they were in pain, What am I talking about, by whose will, but not with me, oh well, Japan, sakura, pagoda, the weather is not very good, basically as always, We are either hot or we complain about the cold, there are riots in Tunisia, and the milk seems to be sour, well, to hell with it, with Tunisia, we are just making a sound, as we did then, St. Petersburg, Moscow time, St. Petersburg, Moscow time. Smokey Mo: They whispered timidly, Pascal saw too much, They experienced shock, electric shock, the leader thought, He was too carried away by the recipes of the brain, And so he was known in the house of difficult teenagers, In Africa -40, I hope you heard, Flew out the windows and fell up over the roofs , They sell us attraction for money, They hang on the ears of simpletons and look like earrings, They wash themselves in scarlet without even removing the diamonds, They will come back, just check the map, He said and turned to the wall, numbers on his sleeve, There are five senses from the outside in a stone cube, Doctor senses fractures in their souls a mile away, What have you implanted in their memory, what is stifling them so much? It seems to me that the experiment has gone far, Just don’t think, it will be easy for you, You can’t turn back and change places, There is something that just can’t explain in words, Two disappeared, yesterday they started up and drove away, Another one simply disappeared somewhere in the chamber hall, No, we didn’t look, we didn’t even bother, All the same, everyone will meet in the finale above the skies, There are many who wish, they lie even in the corridors, Chronicle of those shore penetrates into devices, Movement X, a new stage, the reaction of cells to sound, An elusive shadow, penetrating through time to the very limit, Through matter quietly, without breaking off its hinges, The beast plays solo on torn nerves, Naked and wet like water polo, We miraculously managed to find another road, The foil figurines moved away little by little, Pigeons eat straight from their hands, and in their eyes I see myself, In mine there is a fire that has not gone out, 4:30 the arrows move slowly, pass another circle, Familiar route, so let them tune in to the right wave, We continue, we make a sound, You hear, you want half-hints, Remove the drops from your forehead, After a nightmare, electrocute yourself, The chief doctor will turn off the devices when the time comes, And really change the shape. (written by Wist)