Текст песни FREELER - рыбалка.озеро

Fishing, Lake
Summer is not froze
In winter, the snow hardly began
Changes spawning sturgeon
As the direction of the water

Warm wafted
So here I
From Maryanov
Straight to Italy there
August late summer
The field is not the coach
Purely back
Here I was gone until May
The gap here is
bird flocks
The lake is littered with land
Under the wooden boots
Can we still leave
In March, after the ice harbor
A sea Che black
The sky was blue
Up swam buoys
And then covered
wave demolished
Straight-to-coast
Warm wafted
A breath, so much
Until the autumn
Year wooden horse
I heard there is a way to mow
You can sort of stay
Here the grass in the summer
In the south of Russia have grown
Grown my style
My style can surpass
But the voice is not the same verse
I would podmastili
So we are not in the cloister
I have lost the habit of Tahiti
So I was not there
I have a range of fields
Road distant
Nope sleeping areas
Something strange
I will not stay here alone
It would sink in water
Injuries to patch
Today, in one boat
In Cyprus and hand over the money
And the way back
I let pass only
To pull on those
Here rasta brother
Everyone must take
Then spend a day
instruments of
Hand luggage
Buckshot on stage
Will they know
What we nobles
The heat comes from the country
Blows in all directions
Cool ocean
Or warm seas?
The struggle for Norilsk Nickel
There will be up to five
And Sochi visit
Let's go to the waterfront?
Wind like verse
Do not give up rowing
Can the authorities to withdraw
Hey, erudite, Depart
not fiction
second dynasty
Krasnodar 1 station
Infinitely immigration
Sea remained slates
How many would not have tried to
All defile brothers
Of the various nations
redeem shares
Then get rid of them
Take Us everything on the radio
It is better not to rush
Not an option for this in the Kratz
In the mound
Until we see
For a long time you will get
Treat with any party
Like everyone else
It's all well-dressed
The suits and dresses Ballroom
Not for the bath, more careful

Fishing, Lake
Summer is not froze
In winter, the snow hardly began
Changes spawning sturgeon
As the direction of the water