Текст песни Синий Март - Гламурным Тварям

I will not come to you on a white horse
I'm a rachkom rail and threshold,
I will give you on Eblu, Vodka Zhban Eban
And I will go to the store, to take on the morning

Not so i like everything i'm constantly raging
As a Turkish saber, always curve
I'm going to spread a week for two
And you are all waiting for a moron on a white horse
He will come, of course, will take you with me
And who do you need, with horns?

I'll go down the street, I will beat the lights
I am collective farm punk and me all to pussy
And if you want to teach me to live,
My iron tube will find a compromise.

Not so i like everything i'm constantly raging
As a Turkish saber, always curve
I'm going to spread a week for two
And you are all waiting for a moron on a white horse
He will come, of course, will take you with me
And who do you need, with horns?