Текст песни Дария Гагарин - Марш одиночек

Frozen, chilled, unwanted, sick,
wedged, jammed wrapped, evil.
Here everyone as a peddler of leprosy each - an idiot.
We have an army of individuals, we are moving forward.
Nearly flight.

Not seen construct: not a bunch without an escort,
everyone on the meter in front and behind.
We have a child between the lines considered Warehouse
- And the army is single by city
- And here and there.

We have an army of individuals, we have an army of hedgehogs,
thunderstorm hot spots and moving necks.
We grew up like that, but those are not going to die.
We talked for a long time that we were going the wrong way
- Almost everything.

These incomprehensible Lord closed up us,
We each want to track down and find a prick.
Therefore, we are an army - not one, not one,
but what we want - that the war was over ...

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