Текст песни Про футбол - Уходи

there were nights were days we were alone, even in my mother's anniversary you went to watch hockey , how many times did you go in the evening in the sports bar to friends , every time a split in the family as the broadcast football ...
leave the door closed, let Arshavin sleep with you , you let the zenith of the guests on Saturday brings home nazhdalas have suffered , too resentment subsided, you call Gus a child , when my daughter rodilaaaas