Текст песни Лисья пустошь - Песенка студента-журналиста

And to me on a couple of lunch to drag in Izh through traffic jams,
And I suffer - I am a poet, though it looks like a timid one.
Deadline Yesterday, the Glavred Beast, on the recorder Pure.
There is no journalist student organized.
O-OU-I-I-I-E! Journalist.
O-OU-I-I-I-E! Journalist.

I am the author and editor, places operator,
And Kohl slightly subside - also the writer.
But there is a sad moment in the query of the collective -
Increasingly need me to stand for a tripod.
O-OU-I-I-I-E! For tripod.
O-OU-I-I-I-E! For tripod.

Mill us all Peresvet. Write sync good.
Yes, respondents around the smaller fat-fucked.
And not to remember, but I do not pass the plot on time,
I will send with greetings to you from that light.
O-OU-I-I-I-E! From that light.
O-OU-I-I-I-E! From that light.