Текст песни м.аёми - не кремль

New styles send to scrap
in martini glasses
Coaxil so treated - thanks
I do not want to let me go
before bedtime shouted thoughts
Talked in the picture The partner is covered with sludge
the walls squeeze the shoulders, and the legs squirmed
Wash my smiles in the basket
I'm not forcibly because
hide for that boletus
till the jar for the winter
Start posing
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winds cold all resentment
Let's do beautifully
There is no strength left, lying under the sky blue
For the sim I removed in distant land
behind the back is not Jesus from Rio and not the Kremlin
I rub the cream into the skin and I get into Vienna
Navel here everything is lost
Resistance suppressed the cashier to Fred Perry
Standing stench, crawling on the wall of black mold
Silvupul, common sense is already useless
breakfast in the mouth has not been climbing
The pendulum is hesitated,
This is an avral, colleague