Текст песни Аксиома Эскобара - Якубович берет суперприз

In the 4th studio sad today
On stage is not a car
Yakubovich disappeared a couple of days ago
Arkadych is now in the binge of freedom
No one to shoot a movie about him
Old robbed the car from the hall
He is glad, and I am not happy

Yakubovich, why so with me?
Yakubovich rides home
You hug the car, you will not limit the one

I left Yakubovich the field of wonders
He does not want more old old
Dirty money in a dirty game
Remove the process of torture
The spirit of the rebel in it
And all this on the first channel wine

You left without words, but left with money
Not forgiven you with any of us
But you will stay forever in the hearts
The thirst for profit is not disappeared over the years.
And here you have an order
Grayed old man with gray mustache
You will dream of me in dreams

But it can be seen that you and so good
Surely you go to the resort
Cote d'Azur in wet dreams
But be that as it may, your age has passed
And you're old, like damn
But did not break your hour on the clock

And you go as if in your dream
On the new car
In reflects in glasses I see myself
But you are going not quickly, I will take it
Fog your dream all dense
Do you know that you will not be enough for me?

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