Текст песни CosmoCats - Уикенд у дьявола

C devil playing cards
Eighteenth March
You laugh till you drop on his lies.
Three nines, raised the stakes.
Devils brought the additives
Fire liquor gold to the brim.

You are a guest of the Prince of Darkness -
It is the same as we are.
He is vicious and beautiful
Like the first day of winter.

  Weekend at the devil.
  Nice game was.
  Time twitched and throbbed,
  And then it stopped.
  Weekend at the devil.
  How would neither put you -
  You see a little breathing -
  No bet more than the soul.

So easy it is in the hands of
A painted whore
Stela snow dust track to the moon.
Map was, and you laughed.
Evening with night changed.
On the square you played the crown of Satan.

The players are all-in,
You remain one
This night will last as much,
What say Mr.

continues to play
Between tomorrow and yesterday.
You can not understand,
In that mixed up, fool.

Bids rose, bro,
Do not look in the empty pocket.
Too black to be a joke,
Too diabolical deception.

  Flash Royale devil.
  Breaking the rules
  By the end of the polar night
  This battle is not complete.
  Five aces from the devil.
  It was empty on the table.
  You're not worth a penny -
  Will compete for your soul.