Текст песни Stepan i Meduza - пятничный вечер

Friday evening, you fire
I'm lying and barely alive
The devil sangs homemade
And his voice is always beautiful

You need to have time to dress
Start the last metro
I'm not going anywhere
And Looy is burning my nutro

Friday evening, loud laughter
Voices of my friends
In each of us probably the devil
What wants to free

You need to have time to dress
Start the last metro
I'm not going anywhere
And Looy is burning my nutro

Friday evening, you're wrong
I will burn with you in hell
You brand like a boa
But I still love you

You need to have time to dress
Start the last metro
I'm not going anywhere
And Looy is burning my nutro