Текст песни БадлоV - Я люблю все эти морды. Я люблю все эти лица.

In Boulevard Ring
Cleave Mercedes.
But we do not represent
No interest.
We walk, we winds
The most light-footed,
Because we covered
Beer, vodka, beer, vodka.

On Tverskaya for marmalade
A squadron of hussars volatile
Girls like a parade,
And still all be in a heap.
We give a damn about - no money.
And you used to - we do not have.
We with Sergey gentlemen,
But these girls ...

We sat by the fireplace
Masha to mush, I Lomin.
Released messy and bobble,
It was necessary to take Natasha.
I buy myself a fur cap -
Wind blowing in your ear will not.
I love now to nats,
And she loves candy.

Oh, you, time, backyard,
Caramel on a stick,
Two guitars, three chords,
Kiss on the bench.
Raspatronyu, razberdanyu,
Remember - then just.
I love all those snouts.
I love all these people.