Текст песни Абвиотура - Вороны

CROW
On mountain ash crow
Axes vostro
All four sides
Troubles baptized
Raffle razhisto
Waterspout by playing black
Lude Rogue thickset
On collecting his forest
Beard disheveled
Drunk sour eyes
We got up at the curb
wait for the night
At clubs patients
plagued oaks
Ailing da freestyle
Out of these councils
fun hanged
On a dry aspen
Sang she danced so soon wilted
From Blue strain
The peasants severe
scratched their heads
Thoughts unhealthy
Mud at the bottom of the bottle
© Pavel Lapygin