Текст песни атата - W U C H

do not forget that they are waiting for you at home .. wherever you are
and after all there is always someone with whom to chop seeds and beer

nobody is perfect .. they don't exist at all
every sweetheart hunt .. fall asleep on the shoulder ..

scandals spoil life, give me warmth and comfort
where is that nyasha .. so I wrap it up with a blanket ..

you cannot wash away soul stains, covering it with a wrapper
who judges the house by the facade, in my eyes, fuckers ...

digging in feelings - how to get to Babylon
here everyone yells at different ones, and no one understands.

I love to dive. ... Jacques Yves Cousteau
and for the health of our own

don't waste time there, give the dance to luck
under the accompaniment of despair, fagots gossip ??

we are waiting for the hope that it will appear to those who are worthy seriously ..
here she is, in a dress woven with salt and the bitterness of tears ...

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the chorus is drawn out but it's sincere.
just like you and me .. a little sparkled and extinguished with sparks ..

and instead of swinging greygos? Dasha is absolutely right
instead of greygus, you can take two bubbles of the absolute

seriously i would wait for you forever
for your sake I stopped drinking and became more human

sometimes I break down, and in the batch I climb first to the feat
Is it written on my forehead that you can pull my nerves ?!

I scream these tracks in the apartment, all the neighbors are fans
who wants to go to the stage? my concerts are free.

we'll shoot a clip with my brother, then we'll pull it on a bubble
I'll come to my native city - I'll call my fathers right away ..

a miracle awaits me there, I know I'm happy
I'll go to Lukash's and play Fifah ..

death awaits somewhere near, rubbing his palms?
I carefully draw out the words on the cartridge with a knife ..