Текст песни Тбили - Метла

The city is gray, and the enemy is in it.
You haven't been where the streets breathe with veins.
The system is captured
But here we are singing about merry.
It's drug-free, the cleanest area.
They say she comes suddenly.
And your sheets will soak her scent again.
And this lady will cheat someone again tomorrow.
And there are rumors that someone here knows the truth.
And this is how you saw yourself in 5 years?
From the dirty walls again - the district, the bed.
Stuck under the smoke, calls, slippers, tea, apartment.
And in the morning forget the unfamiliar name again.
Bring it up for a dream
When living zombies walk around the city.
The cue ball is rocking normally.
What do we want?
We are here with a message from the throat of the snowfall.

Chorus (x2):

The broom is hemmed, northerly poisonous.
With a razor.
You weren't there, envy.
Climb to bridges from the outskirts of Donbass,
Where to bustle a little nap of colors.

I ran to my mother and wiped her eyes.
Who floated to me in childhood,
About the fact that life is like a fairy tale.
All that is in vain.
We still read at night.
Tbilisi says Yamich will be on the track later.
We will fly the kid to the album p # zdato.
There is a way out, keep the album undated.
Hands up for the fit. Take the bass anyway.
Kiev writes a couplet straight to Donbass.
But we are not a herd to be herded by cops.
God forbid there are only crafty people around.
Remove from your eyes, I hate spoilage.
One nap and life will be shorter for a day.
Tbilisi, brother, tell me how are you?
Someone was closed here, and the cards were revealed.
But we are free
Don't, don't croak.
Signature chaka cheka, Tatarka district.
Well, repeat it one more time
The moon did not shine that night.
We are on the path that is milky, on the gloomy area, where the fire is eternal.
Ekb, Ural. It's winter again.
Z # fucked to stir up, you know yourself.
Leather interior, winter tires,
You take us to the pharmacy for a visa.
Ara, I'm sure you and I will get along
If not, my sidekick and I will besiege you.
Don't slow down, we won't put anyone else.
We're just here already lined up in the back.
This is Russia! Do you get it Vasily?
Ice p # zdaty, do not drive too much
Don't mess with shit on the road, Vasya.
Whether you are in Yekaterinburg or Donbass.
Again we got carried away.
Not sleeping at night is not a good craft.
Someone alive, someone needs, someone killed.
If you have any questions, ask Nikita.

Chorus (x2):

The broom is hemmed.
I was not brought up with my father's belt.
Artyomovsky district.
Haven't you been there? - Envy.
The airport. Taxi to Donbass suburbs.
Hard or soft stuff, most importantly, correct.

Corrected robust, both on.
There are two left at the huckster, both of us.
Somewhere far away already those days
Where is she in the fucking mood.
In days, those who are dear and happy are with us.
Between the houses three for face value with the boys.
Between cases we decide for the flame in the trash.
Everything is according to the regulations.
I prefer the wrong one
I'll swing the broom around here.
Snow sweeping, not nearly surprised.
Feet here, thoughts and forcibly.
Such as they were.
Hammer and we scored Chinan from Ekb and from Donbass Tbilisi.
So that everyday life would not infuriate - the legs carried away.
Come on, come on, let's pile on Vasily.