Текст песни GLA3ASTIKLO - В газели умер человек

A man died in a gazelle
A man died, but I no (no no, no)
I'm not (no no, no)

A man died in a gazelle
A man died, but I no (no no, no)
I'm not (no no, no)

Days of the week as one flicker at work
Slopes get wet from sweat in worries
Fighting cries of family scandals
Spin and boil in the throat in bulk

Mother with a baby went out to hang in the yard
Under the brandy, Dad says for terror
I stood tucking out like a thief

Pedestrians seemed to be a com concrete
Transition like a cradle from drawn windows
The old gazelle grows under a curved pillar

A man died in a gazelle
A man died, but I no (no no, no)
I'm not (no no, no)

A man died in a gazelle
A man died, but I no (no no, no)
I'm not (no no, no)

There is no more person
There is no more person
He left a fat trace
On oilcloth like lunch

Maybe a hypocrite died
Maybe a storehouse of good deeds
But I laid a huge dick
Only one of the hundreds
For maggots dessert
For maggots dessert

You will not pull with you everything that you fucked and exalted
That the pussy and what he took out from under the wheels to the tray
The nose in pollen choke
I saw in the dead
(What what is what)
That everything is in the Gazelle in one person
In one person in one person in one person in one person in one person in one person

A man died in a gazelle
A man died, but I no (no no, no)
I'm not (no no, no)

A man died in a gazelle
A man died, but I no (no no, no)
I'm not (no no, no)