Текст песни Константин Карасев - Cюда

Our sufferers personal
In the sky of a penny price
This story is typical,
Topics and valuable.
Girl ate sacks,
The boy was looking for love
Dreamed of Jamaica,
But did not get in Tambov.
Poured himself an old rum,
Thought - it should be settled
But bite ringing in my head
Already begins to sound:

Here here is here -
Song sober santic.

They shared something
The world mired in lies,
How well to work
Country in rye.
He will not dare
Only in another fate,
But someone is constantly
Calling to yourself:

Here here is here -
Song sober santic.

What happened to them
To her, as always, with someone with an outpad,
And he is habit
Drives a batch in Pat.
They are avoiding pain,
Almost excluding shame
But who can turn off
Is this angelic choir?

Here here is here -
Song sober santic.