Текст песни Христианский Ансамбль Общества Плоской Земли - Девчонка-атеистка

In these bright days of spring
I remain not in the mood
They told me to close friends
That girl is my atheist
We walked, holding hands,
At the picnic we went across the river,
Was going to marry her, I,
But I know that it is the mother.

On her feet she shaves hair,
Karaoke Blessed nasty voice
Dries panties on the cross,
I lied on the immaculate conception.
I drank alcohol for the gazebo,
Kissing girlfriend Sveta,
Priests are called speculators,
Meditating with Buddhists.

My heart is broken to pieces,
Tears in his eyes, askew brains.
Pen waves to me from her window,
But this woman is not required.