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Обновлено: 19.09.2024

Эта песни о любви, но без зелёных соплей
Эта песни о любви, но далеко не о ней
Где не только на словах проверена на прочность
Песни о любви, в которой о любви ни строчки (x2) In real friendship, they don’t score points
You and I know this. Oath. Not just for the oath
Dirty hands won't wash away their stains
My buddy, my friend, my brother
I bared my teeth while standing, at the gate of our friendship
So that with a smile on his face the enemy does not penetrate us
Back to back. I only need you
This letter is in mp3 format.
Put on repeat, and if you want - to shreds of tears
Stomp your feet, throw in the ballot box
But I'm used to understanding your silence
So many memories can not be measured in meters
So many days lived, thrown in the wind by ashes
Victories of defeats, ups and downs
So many bright names later become shadow
Sochi 2011th, date on the heart is scratched
Aptekarskaya, 13. Words at the table
I will not forget, brother. This memory cannot be measured in gigabytes.
Friendship without checks, without contact
Whatever it was, I'm sorry for those people
That, due to their stupidity, remained in the world of shadows
Nobody is forgotten, nothing is forgotten
But the doors of our soul are already closed for you
The roads washed away the rains that were on our way
I would like, but not able to forgive
Aliens will not understand, this is only for their
I'm not a poet, I'm just crazy from the streets
Among those stoned
Leave a gap for me, I'll stand with you
This is the street, brother, the truth is without excuses
And this distance, the campaign, we are punished
But I'm still on the ground among the gray walls
And as Kilo said: music captured me
Thanks to everyone for everything, no matter what
But something I left, something wiped into powder
I don’t know how it smelled
But for the sake of respect, I'll send myself a fuck
Without a drop of revenge, without exaggeration
Your place in my life is of great importance
Our plane will never rise again
Well, fuck it! I like trains!
I like the land and walk barefoot
I like the food. The one from my pocket
I'm soon 23, and not a penny behind
It’s time to think already and to solve something with it

This love song, but without green snot
This song is about love, but far from it
Where not only verbally tested for durability
Love songs, in which there is not a line about love (x2)

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