I descend in the subway, feel the smell of damp and sweat,
But I do not care, because I have a soul back.
The car one by one sends a nobility life on a trip,
And I am alone, alone with me only thoughts
Here, among the whole crowd, I see you.
Your eyes are burning, you have so many fire.
This girl is perfect for me.
Ripped boots, haired hair, it is she.
I'm trying to break through the useless people,
To you closer and get acquainted soon.
From the pocket of dirty trousers you get the phone,
I look, and this is the sixth iPhone.
And I understand, I am not enough you.
I am not fit you, you are too smart for me.
Let him take a loan for 5 years,
And you will only eat dinner for lunch.
I see a charity, chagrin on the face.
After all, you are in the subway, but must be in the palace.
Baby, you wipe about a second-hand sweater - Hand screen.
I love you, but I'm Nishchebrud and Baran.
Yes, I understand, I am not fit to you.
I am not fit you, you are too smart for me.
Let him take a loan for 5 years,
And you will only eat dinner for lunch.
I see a charity on the ovale of the face.
Three years old have kicked money from my father.
Why, when there is no money iPhone to buy?
You are a stupid fool and fucking.
