ГнилаяЛирика - Белые Ночи - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You, another year will go away, he will just look into our souls, he won’t even lead a nose,

All that he gave us, gathered his backpack, and on his shoulder, as if we were here and

Pis and honor, come on until tomorrow.

And fallen red leaves on the asphalt, as if with brushes, draws us a dick,

But what are you talking about? What romance? Forms, notebooks, yes bows are just a window dressing, Family Sabantuy, YOU, I will leave a blanket and sofa, the beaks knock on our grilles, so that I open it, carry the land with him a distance, and they give them there, a warm house, people in by him, which is not kissed for the house.

YOU, another year will leave, from us will receive a Valentine with the inscription: "Well, pussy"

He will not turn back, frown, will turn out of the way, forgetting where to go.

But white nights burn so without a trace, brother,

I let the letters in a row with pale crowds for battles,

Black as a raven, white as the sun, and my voice rushes where there is water.

A sail enters at night, leaky, like your chick, which asks me to help her

I would talk to her, to talk to you, to get up faster,

Yes, it’s more specific, yo, through glasses by 360 with pink glass,

bitch, so we live, bitch, it is impossible, a booby bazaar about anything,

We sit in a crowd on the gazebo, wash our shoulders on the shoulder, and you are cho?

Enviously, or something, where the eyes are induced, let's go, we’ll retire and pute.

Meet sand and dawn, drive mice from cabins and let my grain no longer be charged

A sail comes in under the night, as if uncle Kolya, like he’s no longer sticking out, and I would have a gin here for five minutes so that I would not wait for what I can die for.