Текст песни Макс Корж - Слово пацана ES

On one of the old villas at the table a large and noisy
It kept the boys on eternal friendship,
Smoke around and to the bottom of the glasses, all swore to each other.
His do not forget to go along together until the end.

The word boy.

I do not understand the one who was not running on the local drunk with a broken nose in the yards.
Rastan is necessary to us.
But at the time, then briefly
Maybe for a week, but certainly not all.

Ooooooooo

Well, tomorrow someone somewhere - who serve those in institutions,
and then "hi family" and not a minute.
But so as not to break up, we need to listen to women less,
What is the "do not drink"? What "things"?
With the dudes do not postpone collection ever.

The word boy.

I do not understand the one who was not running on the local drunk with a broken nose in the yards.
We need to leave us.
But at the time, then briefly
Maybe for a week, but certainly not all.

Ooooooooo

Just between us become people vile and evil
And that you did not talk about me,
Do not hurry you never chop off the ropes with the heat.
Not behind, but in the eyes
And you will see everything in its place.

Give the kid a word.

To hold on in this gray world
Through the power of all evil assholes
And do not leave us
Not for a while, then briefly
Not for a week, and certainly not forever.

Ooooooooo