Текст песни Uma2rman - После седьмой

And yet somehow crookedly
Not real
Subject was not disclosed
teacher angry
And ended beer
And shit on TV
As for love,
Less and less

And after the seventh always
sky rocks
And my heart cries & quot; sorry & quot;
Dancing under Fatboy Slim

And to meet her trouble
does not work
Well, where is the Cupid ?
With his faithful gun

Oh, I was not lucky
It's not like I
Not for Brad Pitt
Neither Bruce Willis

And the shadows on the walls
And the creeps
As for love,
Not yet in sight

And after the seventh always
sky rocks
And my heart cries & quot; sorry & quot;
Dancing under Fatboy Slim

And to meet her trouble
does not work
Well, where is the Cupid ?
With his accurate rifle

torrential rains
And damp, and dirty
suspension broken
The road still has

was your weekend
And all is said
As for love,
Worse and worse

And after the seventh always
sky rocks
And my heart cries & quot; sorry & quot;
Dancing under Fatboy Slim

And to meet her trouble
does not work
Well, where is the Cupid ?
With his accurate rifle

And after the seventh always
sky rocks
And my heart cries & quot; sorry & quot;
Dancing under Fatboy Slim

And to meet her trouble
does not work
Well, where is the Cupid ?
With his accurate rifle