Текст песни Карандаш - Кто не рискует тот, шампанского не пьет

Heck, put on someone?
The provisions of the money to fix it.
Two boxers dressed in feathers,
Who will win? Now I do not know.
The carcass of poultry meat - brain lost.
Beak, anger, the desire to fight.
Bright feathers to stand out;
The soup does not want to be one.
Two soldiers are doing the show,
Spectators watch them well.
The body of the enemy pierce Spurs
Any effect - rate disputes.
Kick even harder responsible
The main one of them understands.
All is forgotten cocks
If - if they did not fight in the dust.

Chorus:

Who does not risk one does not drink champagne.
Ongoing fighting cocks
I bet red / 2p
Stupid bird fight to the death.
Splashes of bright feathers of birds.
Birds, too, something the actor.
The new battle, a new text, a new song,
But in this song a note of revenge.
A new rival to the dullness from his struggles shadow.
Petukhov count to one - million
Those that are good only on the stock.
They replaced the crest brains
They have some enemies in the attention.
His name is remembered only
The sense in as much action.
The wings have on both sides
Do not fly, and for fighting.
That's why so many rap
It reminds me of roosters