Святейший раскольников текст песни
Обновлено: 21.11.2024
Сияла душа, сияли уставшие веки,
На белом фрегате сквозь ветви, сквозь реки,
С братвою мы тут осели на веки
Свинца пуская на ветер
С револьверами встретили их на рассвете (2х)
Сияла душа, сияли уставшие веки,
На белом фрегате сквозь ветви, сквозь реки,
С братвою мы тут осели на веки
Свинца пуская на ветер
С револьверами встретили их на рассвете (2х) Reception, reception. Split word here
Not again, but again, fuck!
We plant on a quiet
Here you are not seaside, here the capital is thieves,
And the sky above us from edge to edge
Buy a ticket for the liner, oh dear vykiduha native
With such a blade I would stumble to Paradise
Damn! I will shoot, let's upset uncle,
We’ll sit down, we’ll normally boil with the goods,
Like the steelworkers of Kazan, the Tatars in the barracks
And there is no turning back, closing your eyes will not hide from lead,
The rattle of metal reminded my father, wiping blood spatter from his face,
He peacefully took their hearts and sinful souls,
Volyn as an obedient bitch, if you need to strangle anyone,
In the smoke bogged down to my ears
You tell her for life, tell her about the lies that surround us,
Bullets patsanie leather sting
Boka knives burn and fuck so who respects whom
Visiting brother Hedgehog,
That went into action Anasha and whores in the living room screech
While we breathed magic grass
Flaming bright soul gaped, native
The soul shone, the tired eyelids shone,
On a white frigate through branches, through rivers,
With my brother we settled here forever
Lead freezing
With revolvers met them at dawn (2x)
Moscow thieves . a purely decorated camp,
Thanks to Ivan, Zune and Mage,
The magicians run the budget
Billions are poured into your pocket right out of paper,
And all over Russia, the crocodile said "goodbye" to the managa,
I’ll cover myself at the barricade with fofan,
What saved lives on the Gulag
Rustlers everywhere rustle, pull suckers dry,
Thieves taxi drivers want to purr and squirt local chicks,
Each fairy tale has a saying, the barrel has a couple of shots,
For a brand new Gelik, the clip was exchanged quickly,
According to the tavern, those who are on the list,
The gallows cry for many here, is there any maza to work hard in the sweat of the face?
At the dacha, bury his father in the garden,
For a car in fashion, she sucks everything from an egg
And what to do, besides denying everything?
To drop the brothers for a piece of bread? Sail on the concepts?
Keep pulling dry?
Earth, like everyone else, wears Moscow,
On it passengers rush mane breaking, hooves ring
And somewhere at the helm a pig warmed up,
Films in offshore, so as to slip away,
Russia is a mother, the capital is a stepmother,
But despite the floor cramming anyone here on the cheek,
The device of an adult boy, be on the alert!
The soul shone, the tired eyelids shone,
On a white frigate through branches, through rivers,
With my brother we settled here forever
Lead freezing
With revolvers met them at dawn (2x)
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