Текст песни Екатерина Болдырева - Час

P-B 1: He will call in an hour
He will call in an hour, but the trouble
For this hour, the flood can happen
Water rises from heaven

He will call in an hour
He will call, but for this huge hour
Can come fire and to hell
Burn all-all of us

1. During this hour I can prick a finger
I can inadvertently suddenly prick a finger
And forever, forever die
from blood infection per hour, hour
I can get a photo album
Open his photo album
See how beautiful it go crazy
and become full of fool in an hour, hour

I can deliver hassle neighbors
Wriving Pink Floyd for full lover
They will come with a pistol -
Oh, what will happen here in an hour, an hour
I can sit and wait
just sit and wait
From boredom nibbut the battery
Hour hour

P-B 1.

2. During this hour, he could read the mail
Find Computer, Enable and Read Mail
All write to answer
neither lead, of course, in an hour, hour
And could go to the heat and buy beer
Go under umbrellas and order beer
And meet a girl cute
maybe not very, per hour, hour

For an hour he could have a thousand times
if it would be a little pouch
Why is it for nothing to thirand?
Stupid business for an hour, hour

And could take and come to me
just come to me
We would find something to do

P-B 2: He will call in an hour
He will call in an hour, but the trouble
I will not be at home where boring
I won't be back here today

He will call in an hour
He will call, but for this short hour
We are late for several years
And he will say: so you
Here's the times, times, Rastafaray Ja