Текст песни G-Art - Без нала

Let Fortune turned away,
But I found success among podezdov and notebooks.
On nals output, empty pockets napalnyayut ink sheet,
And all nikatinom reeking clothes.

Smoke evaporates upward second wind has gone,
Will soon be over and get up wants
but it seems too early to go run out of stocks of Napas
that was enough for the night.

By appointment for tomorrow the day I had to prepare,
Place this waited until the wheels shifted jerk.
And as incurred pen in hand,
is the eighth in a row running light notebooks.

I go to spend tratuary nals on all sorts of manners,
And maybe somewhere inside hiding the crazy,
And waiting for the release of their parade
But until then it is not necessary.

Chorus:
Whether the well killed, whether it was a dream ...
But then a strange left all the bears,
And the shakes are not too weak,
it's time to go back to base without Nala.
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