Текст песни ВИА БЕТОН - Шаурма

Lyrics:

Thoughts about her day from day
Stronger than wanting you stronger
Your smell excites me
In other people's hands you are not mine
I see you in each, do not sleep at night
I imagine how you eat you eyes
I caress your mouth
Chicken, I miss

Chorus:

Day after the day call you
Where are you? Where are you?
Shaurma

Not your own hands
In whose? In whose?
Shaurma

Hearts heart without you
Who are you? Who are you?
Shaurma

Wash calorie
Without you, I'm not me

Tearing a bag, throwing on the table
Flames the passion of love boiler
Napkins, baby, we do not need
Let's do it without false and lies
But something is wrong, you are cold
Not fresh feelings filled
Cold sweat, fucking fear
The end is already close, Allah Baba

Juicy denere - not for me
Sausage in the test - not for me
Lyla Kebab - Not for me
Shawarma - for me

Chorus:

Allah Baba Nastig You
To blame
Shaurma

Like mushrooms Nuclear
You row
Shaurma

More than a horse riser
You're double
Shaurma

I love you anyway
Queen
Shaurma

Zaporizhia, Kiev, Odessa love you
Shaurma
Lviv, Lugansk, Chernigov, Yalta love you
Shaurma
Mom, Dad, Brother's Bride love you
Shaurma
Disappeared a dog named the ball (the speech of the victim)