Loc - Dog - Lyubov'-Khueta - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

... I promised myself that I would never give myself to these feelings again, because love is cock. Taking completely strength, it breds beautifully. And I still take out the lines with italics.

I exchanged you high, you hear the hazard. Buy, excuse me, drop all your whims. Swate something into me, when going to the weekend we will leave that it is important for us two. You feel good with him, it’s simple for me to the pussy. And this powder gives career growth to me. And I became a bitch with you in the spring. The number seven will not replace these speeds.

It became faster. And you cure me in the fall. He fought about the ground, but got up. The notebook from the table gave not to kill her brain in advance. Burn the bridge and I delve into the word "drop."

Like a knife in passing the heart with a blade, and I torment the hall to not be sane.

I remember your eyes and see the ocean in them. What the fuck is cleanliness this is the last verse.

I promised myself that I would never give myself to these feelings again, because love is a fuck. Taking completely strength, it breds beautifully. And I still take out the lines with italics.

... I promised myself, never to give empty promises again, just to be able to be silent. It’s just to be able to forgive and not get lost in gray buildings, not to give out all sadness. This was frightened by the rod so cracked. And you are not a bitch at all. There are no notes, but you still do not wait. The rains spilled again unexpectedly. Everything was gentle, another second of purity is the last stroke, Pacedovo. Shlep, slate wet sneakers where? In an unknown direction ...