Nature and garbage,
Russia is my country
My dear, lubric-lubber
I love you as it is, because you can’t throw words out of the song
Country of miracles and lawlessness
Before interrogation I will attach to the icon
And I will pray and ask a little good luck on the road
We will sit down on the road
On the road and on the road
Rugue Nastya sewed business
Clumsy, ineptly as she knew how
And she does not care about inconsistencies, fraud,
She behaved like a queen
On the corridor, in the third left, a cramped office,
littered with waste paper
Fool - fool, and rushing with a brown
And I suddenly imagined a cure about her a cigarette butt
Right on the forehead, oh this narrow forehead
Eh, it would be removed and put on the network
Would be a whore top
TOP of ZE TOP (TOP - TOP)
TOP of ZE TOP (TOP - TOP)
TOP of ZE TOP (TOP - TOP)
TOP of ZE TOP (TOP - TOP)
TOP of ZE TOP (TOP - TOP)
TOP of ZE TOP (TOP - TOP)
TOP of ZE TOP (TOP - TOP)
Top of Ze Top (top-top)
And this picture with a cigarette butt in the forehead would fly around the whole world
All white light, all the light, all in color
And this performance I would call a protest
And your forehead is fucked up, how much would have brought us
Interviews, festivals, tour, I was suffered
And then I heard
"Write - recorded from my words, I read"
I realized what this time carried
Lucky again, a miracle saved
(You can go)
Oh, e
And before leaving, I looked into her eyes
In the throat of com, a tear rolled
If you knew who you did not, Nastya
If you knew that you had passed happiness
If you knew who you didn't
If you knew who you didn't
If you knew who you did not, Nastya
If you knew that you had passed happiness
Nature and garbage,
Russia is my country
My dear, lubric-lubber
I love you as it is, because you can’t throw words out of the song
Country of miracles and lawlessness
Before interrogation, attach to the icon
And pray and ask God
Good luck on the road
On the road
And on the way
And who is lying here on the road
Someone extended his legs here
Some kind of corpse on the road
Hey, yes, this is the people
Hey, yes, this is the people
Who is lying here on the road
Someone extended his legs here
Some kind of corpse on the road
Who is lying here on the road
Hey, yes, this is the people
Hey, yes, this is the people
Hey, yes, this is the people
Hey, yes, this is the people
