Текст песни Кроатон - Бомжи

Bum

You drank beers
And again beautiful
Space boxes
Enveloped gasoline.
Rings Monday
Deserted avenue
The whole world is unwilling
Closed in quarantine.

Stupid role
In someone else's cinema
Without passports
And life shit.
Us, your mother,
Habitually drag.
And at the top
All the gods sleep
And I'm there
Throwing a glance
On floors
And we are homeless.

Outside freedom
Reigning nature
And people closed
In your boxes.
The whole city is under us
Dance, my charm,
I will be your gandalf,
And we are kings!