Текст песни VSM - По сути

We sat down with the lads we lastrada
As we said Wildboy guys from hell
With all the broken bytulki nachilos
A brother and humiliation ended
He has substituted another and sat down to the bottom
A brother wants to smash his face
Drink no problems
For a moment, to hell for all will
Nahla, whiskey, cola, smoke
We are in this life does not blame
They began to joke as a male Eldar
Humor about yaldaki is his gift
Fun in the blood veins floated
But his heart was depressed
He remembered all the defeats and victories
As she cooked him meals
Even guys drink one
It is for her once rushed into the fray
They're coming months are the day-to-day
She often remembers him
About how he fondled her soul
And by gentle words fluttered her ears
Thoughts about her now instantly migrate
Whiskey gradually destroys the mind
Smoke a cigarette, finally forgot
As she said, "the end of the relationship"