Текст песни Лишившийся друзей ангел - Жизнь Рыжего под грустную пианинку

Years are going
But the hair color has not changed
I still can break you
Under Piananka
Sad pianinka
Sad as a six-year-old girl
From the anecdot guy
From the glorious city of Reutova
But I'm not dead
I'm standing on the balcony
Under the sounds of dance
Amateur jokes
But I feel good
After all, he did not come
Heat took Sadecova
And I myself became a walrus
Years passed
But the hair color has not changed
And I have long broke myself
Under Piananka
I am the best. I love gothic
I am red and I don't care
I play chords, usually Lyamynor
And pianink quiet creates me background
And I bow with a balcony
Red flex under pianke
Sad piananka
Flex under .. arugatious piananka