Текст песни макс кнопкин - пограничная река

South of the city of Glasgow, she shines in the sun
I have been imbued with mercy, on the border, which is managed
We fly down the slope down the slope and climb again
I'm just a thief treated
On the ground of boundary robbers.

Three hundred thousand on the clock and a lot more, before the release
Crush, packaging boxes and releasing, she needs a crossing of the hospital
She is not cold in winter, but she prepares me to high temperatures
I am a six-patter driver, but you can adjust the seat on the ground of boundary robbers

I am sure how in the sunrise, what they say about Albion
I am sure how in the sunrise, what they say about Albion
She is Albion, she is Albion

The ministry does not care whether my paper work is done well
They can't touch me, I saw a dream last night
It is knocking out the subsistence minimum in 1969
I'm just a thief treated
On the ground of boundary robbers.

I am sure how in the sunrise, what they say about Albion
I am sure how in the sunrise, what they say about Albion
She is Albion, she is Albion