Текст песни Боярин - Две судьбы

I come from work, removing notes,
A glass of soda for fashion and started piling fatiguely.
How do you want to fill up the opposite floor to the floor, is you like a drip in her?
Yazvl and Ugaraya, fun guys
Adrenaline fuse. Tipo Metallurgi? Not. Pop Jew. 36 years.

And here is another case.
Accidentally drank from the panel of the frame with tea. Unexpected
bited for the finger, Palych the cerebral.
I bought from a local accident, but no, it seemed, under Röbra grabbed, wept, then fell asleep.
I respect your friends, without them themselves and no one will praise you.
Purify, in my syllable, this is a comic boking of the Balit.