Текст песни Мастер Су - Сквозняк

New Bit, not incubator, individual
The barrel is hammering the system, the schorem brains
shakes the yard green province
Spread me, I do not dream of it?
For all thanks to that synorite
In which there is neither crumbs in addition to Titek
I read books here, and what you want
Take to the right, give me a road
Sorry, we guys are simple
We are not wearing a mustache, we shame and legs barefoot
Put a sign, ban, break easy bridges
And swim on the ships, we are Russia Russia

Thousands of eyes in the basements sharpened grinding swords
Flooded ovens, liver treat under the recitative
Such a motive inspired the streets of the dragging draft
Walk your dear, it's useless here

Thousands of eyes in the basements sharpened grinding swords
Flooded ovens, liver treat under the recitative
Such a motive inspired the streets of the dragging draft
Walk your dear, it's useless here