Текст песни Наркоманские Песни - Душистый План

It’s hard for smokers without a plan,
Mirages tear in the eyes.
There is a caravan from Iran
And a lot of luck anasha.

Fragrant plan -
Do not buy anywhere without difficulty.
The path of the caravan is
Always careful on the way.

How hard it is to get to the well
When there is no more strength.
And the heart doesn't seem to beat
And the light is no longer white.

Oh Karagun
Curse your black sand.
Zhaidan Typhoon,
You are very cruel in the desert.

There is not a drop of water in the vessel
And her lips all scribble about her.
In the desert, people are exhausted
From hot and sultry rays.
Oh Karagun
Curse your black sand. Zhaidan Typhoon,
You are very cruel in the desert.
Oh life, what kind of bunker are you?
Give people at least a drop of water.
Death steals behind a caravan
Sand sweeps tracks.
Fragrant plan -
Do not buy anywhere without difficulty.
The path of the caravan is
Always careful on the way.

There is not a drop of water in the vessel
The guitar is tired of playing.
Just in the morning
She sounded again.

And everyone sticks out.
The eyes turned red like a poppy.
And everyone sticks out.
A jamb walks in a circle.
Isa, get married -
After all, your years pass.
Hurry up,
And the friend of Kasan's wife.