Дождик капал,а он взрослел
Он не видел еще весну
У него очень много дел
Но ты давая помоги ему
Чтоб не катил по наклонной вниз
Чтобы по метру цепляясь-вверх
Руками крепко,да за корниз вниз
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The result without a start, smoke without fire
Boat without berth, I’m without you
You are without me, we are a family
Why are you bored? I need to understand
We ukachalo with you, leave silent
We will shout, run, growl
And do not care what people see our savagery
You know not to offend me,
I’m an idiot, crazy or pret, pan or oppression
Let’s play with words, my muse
For someone of fame, I anchors
Home and family, sea bays
You treat me too
You are waiting for me too
You cripple me, kill me
In a soft knife and podpoesh
It is more than necessary
The main you are here, not me
Here is such a funny song
Here is such a prom mine
What do I get these, hemotomes heal on me as a mongrel
What do these promy for me, for me the roads are airfields
What do I get these, hemotomes heal on me as a mongrel
What do these promy for me, for me the roads are airfields
The rain was dripping and he was growing up
He has not seen spring yet
He has a lot to do
But you giving help him
So as not to roll down the slope
To meter clinging up
Hands firmly, yes for the root down
What do I get these, hemotomes heal on me as a mongrel
What do these promy for me, for me the roads are airfields
What do I get these, hemotomes heal on me as a mongrel
What do these promy for me, for me the roads are airfields
What do I get these, hemotomes heal on me as a mongrel
What do these promy for me, for me the roads are airfields
What do I get these, hemotomes heal on me as a mongrel
What do I care about these roads for me, roads for me
