Текст песни Bezza - Зелёный сон

The sun sets on the horizon of the track
All that was - surfaced, is unlikely to return ...
On hot nights at the club’s strobe light,
We burned life, we burned our lips.

Meeting the morning with a special barely familiar
They wanted to quickly get out of her house,
Then along the rising streets, which are full of people
With a cigarette in their teeth, they went home soon.

And now on the strings with your fingers
Hello mama, okay in the army,
Though the days, it stretches ...
Brother, don’t count how much is left for you,
When time passes, leg for the checkpoint,
I will light a cigarette and call my younger sister ...
In the meantime, the guitarist waves his hand,
We will sing this song under the army battle ...
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Stretching month after month, like a wagon,
Just a little bit left, wait for the platform
and all this green dream will end soon
and soon all this green dream will end ...

Stretching month after month, like a wagon,
Just a little bit left, wait for the platform
and all this green dream will end soon
and soon all this green dream will end ...

And it will continue to linger ...
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