Rain drizzling in the morning ,
moknet raven on copra ,
We climb up a thick layer of
swollen clay.
And partner Enigma
primereschilsya in a dream.
& quot; not to good & quot; - Said partner
acidly .
A team is looking alive
Superstition contrary ,
And to climb , in general , quietly flew
All of them in everyday life -
men as men ,
And what draws them into the ground in the tunnels ?
And take objects as assault ,
well as a number of his own.
And quietly leave in the morning ,
we like shadows beneath the ground.
Well, when you're in the team
soldier in the field - but not alone.
Sensor , camera, walker .
How to & quot; behe & quot; M- fifth
famously enter the rotation,
From plumbers we do not have departed Hilo .
We would get up sboyki ,
and see who will win ,
A fitters shall remain in the tunnel.
A living leisurely
life does not make a long ,
Life for all of us in the end makes a mess in the soul.
We do not expect their fortunes ,
We tickle her nerves -
Cheer underground climb than twiddle .
Tunneling new - old
by subway dusty stuffy ,
On the water, and shit clay
by collecting dirt
Diggers go - you keep them ,
God subway unstable ,
And from herms them to climb
Take safe .
Time seemed angry fitter
drives us out of the ground ,
Enjoy a brief moment of success.
That climbed and did not sleep ,
that the climb is not burned ,
And drove home from dropping .
The night ends ... We are on top,
we have come out of the ground ,
And we stare at the stars in silence .
Stars see a group of citizens -
the whole head sick,
And tired and drunk , and happy .
