Текст песни Александр Фролов - Закрутились мысли на асфальте

[ Music & lyrics - Alexander Frolov ]

Tighten thoughts on asphalt
Thick with innocent eyes .
You do not forget sometimes ,
I - against blue sky strip

I - on the barrel hoop ring-shaped ,
Cucumber on the bottom of its sea .
Suppose I mean citrus harmless ,
But in fact familiar with the dirty trick .

Falling asleep mold blooming
On legged elephant ears .
I wake up sturgeon growing
Among the fields where basking moon .

And why should I these transformations ?
In the world there is no shadow without lies .
I've been on the verge osvinenya ,
But , to tell the truth , not a pig .

No pig , no, no , no, not a pig !
Not a pig !