Текст песни Пегас - Пятница

Music and Text: Carasev Alexey

Lyrics:

House, care, and work, and sleepless mode.
So hunt everything and immediately, bustle obsessed.
Tired of the limit all week plowing,
On this Friday, I want to rest all evening.

Give me this evening
On Friday, a random meeting,
Give me what we will carry us in Nirvana!
And let them be that will be -
We will not coordinate for it!
And there are no those who will find us until Saturday.

In the "Baikonur" go chiki, manicure for all one hundred.
If you want to rush, then soon the dance floor.
And in the "Cappon" you can sit together in the evening.
Ears laughter fitting, everything threatens at the table.
And in "Yes Rock", (secret!), All warms and so.
People are dancing there under the "sector" and shout "Leninrad".
The contemporary contemporary does not like the "Square".
Well, we do not need to roll, we will spin so!

Give me this evening
On Friday, a random meeting,
Give me what we will carry us in Nirvana!
And let them be that will be -
We will not coordinate for it!
And there are no those who will find us until Saturday.