Текст песни Кайфуе - Кайфуе

You do not chase the parents
Neither mom nor dad raised us like this
And I would to your speech, accusatory
Added strong Russian mat

My bosota today fan of,
Yes, so as not to forget tomorrow
After all, in our crazy lifestyle
Tomorrow may not be

We choose the path of attack,
To the crime scene
Then at the sound of church bells
We ask redemption from God

Chorus
Thank you, heaven that we are here today.
Near close friends and we are all one family, kayfuya
Wounds are poured over again, smoke and strong alcohol are getting high.
And I wish hundreds of years, brothers, you do not see the troubles and one answer for all

We are called hooligans,
These are the ones who swim with Nagans in rolled cars.
And you mother drove to the museum
That you did not find such friends

And we dream, like everything about happiness
The city of sins is divided into parts
And the prosecutor quietly whispers & quot; Hana im & quot;
And we do not admit our guilt again

To go back to where the family is
There, where the son in the father and the daughter falls asleep cute
Well, in the meantime, we are coming
To then they had everything.