Текст песни zp - intro

Let's go on to the friction poselochka II,
Back again on the balls to the city to the bay ,
Baul shoulder - a stick in hand,
Going into the distance before boarding die of boredom.
There to Novgorod , on the gravel to the house,
Climbs to fifth in the bed without breakup .
That is until the beginning of what we have in Siberia
Those who do not like - it weights in the forehead .
And further in the near future path ,
I did not fix it, it does not say .
This People I really get lost , oh God ,
And basically my best friend too!