Девятка - 140 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Time passed, sign, disco, summer, love of heating, is the middle of the plot.

I didn't wait for the cigarette without waiting for the dawn, she just threw him unanswered, slammed the door, gone, forgetting his phone. Whistle gas tires in the floor he went to overtaking.

140 In turn on the highway rain, the heart of the patient, called her his wife. Floored from the stratum, the end broke off the whole film, and in the phone SMS: "I'm waiting for a child !!!