Песня ветер с моря дул на татарском текст
Обновлено: 24.11.2024
Здоровья родным и близким
И вновь я то дым, то виски
Мне нужен Vanish для ковров
А что за пятна на ковре? Кровь.
Этот трек – нервный тик на твоё ебало,
Чтобы моргало моргало
От Сибири до Урала наше выступление
Джума, Шабат, воскресенье
I'm like an apple in the snow
Lay while the surgeon darned me
But, unfortunately, the body is not textile
I would have sewn life and plus so that in style
With the blade of the temples exactly
Dreamed of sand, waves
And on the hands of tickets to the cold
Two brothers ride like Brothers Warner
The product is brutally weighty
How they expect from Santa Claus what we will bring
And in the department for special affairs
While we are at large, things are not very much
My brother and I are bandits from head to toe
Bodies at the door, white drain
And I didn't cough when I ran into the house
"Imudon" helped me with this
[Gross]
The wind blew from the sea, the sea blew
In the radio Roots and Erykah Badu
And if these devils crossed the line?
I will clean up hell
The discs are spinning, the gelding is gangster
Splashes on the carpet, the carpet is Persian
I'm on a friend's list of friends
But we're all on the hit list
Health to family and friends
And again I smoke, then whiskey
I need Vanish for carpets
What are the stains on the carpet? Blood.
This track is a nervous tick on your fucking thing
To blink blink
From Siberia to the Urals, our performance
Juma, Shabbat, Sunday
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