Текст песни Забор - Яд

Drink a friend more stacked
And behind the wife hit.
To do not care
While there is so far.

In the stores of blue poison
Turns life to hell.
This poison for weak
Serves chain for shackles.

What is hanging on us for a long time.
It is easier to live, because there is wine.
And about forty years
Liver almost no liver.

No children and no wife ...
And the remnants are considered.
Days of your mind very much.
You yourself do not want to live.

You were born lived and grew ..
Forty five already cirrhosis ..
You cut a family, health,
Paid for it blood.

Coffin plate, on her portrait
There is no man no longer.
Indeed, in Russia, such,
Where there is a sober-rode.

This poison kills us
And the eyes closes us.
On the authorities and on cops,
These screenshots!

What we rob without limit
Lump into the eyes of all people boldly.
Because of vodka a lot of troubles
Pain, swelling of coins ...

Life and so short
It will be better without a throat
Live it as it should
And leave the weak herds!

You were born lived and grew ..
Forty five already cirrhosis ..
You cut a family, health,
Paid for it blood.