Текст песни Анальный Опарыш - Алые Петухи

I think, sometimes, that the bandits,
With flat bangs drove fear into the cops,
Not from tserroza perished in the grave,
And it turned into the northern wolves.

They are to this day with those distant times,
To quote pad shine on the wall,
And so, so strange and sad,
Gayfoksa mask see on fucking.

Should the horizontal bar is worth a bench sternly,
A yazhki Bank cuts my eyes,
And adidas shoes I can see again,
And I hear the voices of those boys.

I look in the horizontal bar, and see the face of Mavashi,
His pen fell into my palm,
And the sharp cry of a cock rang out,
I felt the fire of the sun.

It seems to me sometimes that athletes,
What did not come back in the morning with the bar,
Not dead in a push of a protein,
And it turned into a scarlet cock.

I saw the souls of ancient turnikmenov,
From heaven mawashi he looks at me,
I saw the sad look of athletes,
From heaven tears flowed from the grain.