Текст песни Сережа Слеш - Пахнет зеленью

I came to battle, lift your head,
Over the shoulder bag drag - there naked body.
From the heel to the top fifty centimeters
And did you know? I hear you cry, "Karen Hovhannisyan!"
No, fuck! It's not satire flavor
Che-green Fanita, was seen half-life,
His huge eyes dimmed completely,
And the latter turned out to be a charter flight to the plate ...
Well no luck tourist stay on Earth,
He hid the wreckage of seven years.
Wind is not looking in the field, and the only way humanoids,
Following this line, I remembered a song about a Big Mac.
But I digress, here boils thicker than water in a pot,
After all, this little bastard is not suitable in the Olivier,
Supets come on, let mascara lightweight
Kidane here parsley and cook dishes