Текст песни Т-34 - Город Волгоград

The fashers are young, can not refuse
No longer leaving them from this shit
In the life of each boyfriend there is a game
And everyone thinks how he toggle
But no one ever thought about it.
While someone spreads green herbs,
Someone through itself skips sharpened needles
I sit in tea,
What will happen next ...
Let's see, I do not promise anything ...

Passing through our area
Look at the Pattikov,
In their mysterious faces
Maybe they have a Volgograd ship
Planter in pockets.
In the meantime we are thirty
One Ten, Full Smoke
You swing these yards on the conversion.
At night, I chase Lyuto,
And someone is chosen in firewood
I want to call me and
Learn how I have.

We are not much - 4 kitsanchik
From one area.
We are a booze seagull, but with us and those who
In the mascale stronger derma.
And although we are attached driving,
But we chase correctly - according to the rules.
And sometimes fluttering past the alleys
We will write to the bottom
Let's stand, we labeam about life
With a liter bottle of cola
A couple of hours in a gentle minor.
Nights Volga is not sleeping,
How not to sleep our watchman,
Which sits in front of the screen
And he does not need to dick.


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