Таксист чеченец текст песни
Обновлено: 09.11.2024
Еще в истории Чечни
Такого же не было, кенты,
Чтоб по дороге в Мелчхи
Нам светофор горел в ночи?
Куда ни глянь, по сторонам
Везде улыбчивый Рамзан
В прямом эфире Хоси-юрт
В ночном режиме Нохчи-хур
Еще в истории Чечни
Такого же не было, кенты,
Чтоб по дороге нам менты
Так сильно делали мозги,
Что не пристегнуты ремни? I will be killed by tuberculosis,
Many bitter tears will be shed,
The wounded mother will cry
And her pain can not be appeased
My last taxi!
On the territory of the earth
Lucky in the streets, sorry.
We will not meet again, do not wait.
I recognized the voice from the crowd
His young widow.
Tell me, why so suffer,
To be born to die!
No grandmother to discuss,
I can not deceive the deceased!
Horns will not send,
My prison friends!
Back in the history of Chechnya
There was no such thing, kents,
So that on the way to Melchy
Did the traffic lights burn in the night?
Wherever you look, on the sides
Everywhere a smiling Ramzan
Live Hoshi-yurt
In the night mode Nokhchi-khur
Back in the history of Chechnya
There was no such thing, kents,
To the way we cops
So much did the brains,
What are not wearing seat belts?
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