TRUEтень - Изгибы - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

We must think more deeply, think more total, two sat in a puddle of a self -propelled trunk. We have the road ahead, brother, and the path is far, the heart is stone, legs - cotton wool, time - water. Alcohol will warm the soul, add wounds, I will not have time to dinner in the morning early in the morning. We have severe movements here, like in a soprano clan, the sky was raining with clouds like a bucket. And Bl*di, like Tamerlan, sandals, it happened a little buzzing and worse. On corners on steep rubber squeals, he asked God for strength - this is my life. Among these gray walls, the hearth does not burn, next to the bullet whistled the shoulder. And we are a side of the brothers of gray days, while the force is in the hands and in place of the brains. (x2) Birds will fly south, and I sing here, you have out of ten a movement of nine per mud. When the sun sits down, I only get up, the fuck your walls, in principle, will break them.