Текст песни Александр Дмитриевич - Твой корабль дал течь

Your ship has given a flow,
Not a minute of peace
I'm trying to save
Only your remains.
We are in the open sea,
We are in the open sea,
You will siely like a bitch,
So that I speak.
And I'm trying to save,
Only to save us both
Not a minute of peace
Not a minute.

You have PMS,
The wind tears and shakes
The wind hens and does not hear
Wind torn mast your.
Not honey
I rush and desperate,
Dried, immobilized
After all, we have two
Not luxurious kneading.
Not luxurious kneading.
You have PMS.
You have PMS.

Stress,
A frying pan flies in the forehead,
All pans, plates
With a cod on the deck
Leave on the lip
I am with a turn,
You fell, divened,
Five minutes quit,
And passed the PMS.

You have PMS,
The wind tears and shakes
The wind hens and does not hear
Wind torn mast your.
Not honey
I rush and desperate,
Dried, immobilized
After all, we do not have a batch for two
Not luxurious kneading.
Not luxurious kneading.
You have PMS.
You have PMS.