Текст песни FOLKPRO MUSIQUE - СТРОБОСКОПЫ

A game of shadows - here is one for two bed
Turn off the light and give it all to me
Yeah, pussycat buzz gives as quick
We hang we hung bastard
SKIN shade is swarthy and your sweats
Then, to the techno or drum, the theme is also flying.
It's not captive, but strange in the dark your eyes burn
passion charge explodes above us near
Come on dirty, come on differently, let's get rid of
And I put a walkie-talkie through your fingers, You scorch so drop
stand still and surrender
x2
Our dynamite zone You are so naive
The magic of this night you
Just move to the rhythm like amphetamine
Explode inside you

All dreams come ashore and I’m all in you, fucking warms me, but I don’t warm me in general and it’s not warming me. This is a bluff
the more we are familiar for no more than a day - show yourself all, show yourself you're a bitch
Dvizhuha night, hold dvizhuha lower hand, in your ear you will settle deafly, already in the morning
Still inflated, smoke coming to you, I have a little powder, smoke and go. And you love it in total
And I draw bruises later, kitty don’t turn sour in the afternoon, these are our sad muddy