Текст песни Черна - Ночь, Москва, Туман

Night, Moscow, fog
and we go on a city broken into the trash
holding hands, stumbling, laughing
but who could know that my father prideraest
but to hell with it all, come by the rules
we will meet with you in one Travan
and fuck that we soared and do not like it
empty shove his opinion deeply zaa ..
rear guys will laugh
and we're going to get drunk in bed
neighbors yell at us that we are very loud Traa ..
Tram father, and you're done
we are all together as a family, I have a dog, you and I.
Dad and our large and grimuchy snake
and mother with their tantrums is very good
and our love is not worth a penny
call our dog is stupid Ghosh
and this song is the very best and good
and tomorrow you and I will come Pasha
Pasha and Ghosh will be played
and we're going to bed kuvyr-tumble
Mom and Dad do not be offended
better let embracing and smiling