Текст песни Никитос - Дил Хач

He was born under Mount Ararat
He grew up and was dark-haired ebanat
Everything was super b, if he
Would not black, Armenian Gandon
The grass is growing, flowers blooming
And parents have sold their kidneys Dila
All to move to our country
And do not sit in the black, armyasnkom captivity
All hachi consider myself a Russian
And I think their brains narrow black
After all, they may not understand one truth
If you are Russian, the skin is not black

Black snout ass hair
Will take over his monkey in their circles
Pita bread at home by himself, he bakes
After all the blood in the veins of Dila Hacha flows

Deal - Cross!
Deal - Cross! 2
Deal - Cross!

Un loves pitas
Oon if vebalsya anasha
Un bold five of your moms
Un as dumb as his pita

You can not figure out if you may be hachёm
You can not understand, because it's all either in what
You do not remember these horrible people
After Dil he is, he's just a black villain

Black and greasy, as if covered with soot
He would have to act in the afterburner
Ebashit guitar as the Lord Almighty
It's Dil - Cross, in the mouth of all ebuschy!

Deal - Khach!
Deal - Cross! 4 x
Deal - Cross!