Текст песни ПАК МАН CENTR - потоки города

I go out into the street gloomy weather
Streams city Someone Bunch and who then disburse
Each nalik sickened by their dial on sotik if there
with me two more, Hima and Ligovsky

As long as it conceals the sky we'll rustle underground
The department took Lawlessness 5 mana per head
Before obvodnova straight to Lёhin pados there is great
The sun is shining and I started reading about it on the new

About proschlo old old school sole Ponos
And there is no love, there is only a drunken nonsense grit
And our sense of who smoke at the ceiling
Oh my God, we are now with you just passers

And here I go I vhlam inflated fife and listen to music
The wind blows the last smoldering sigraeta
He stopped and thought for a moment
Campaign okutanna Mutko this planet

"Blow wind, the stream gorodaaa"
 But we are young, it's so hooolodnaaaa
 We are with you for good glavnoeeee
Hold my hand, ato I padaayuyuyu

And I came to, just today, the window Tuesday
On the windowsill conductor, sweeps with a broom janitor
On Nevsky Prospekt cold truth torn sheets ispasnnye

Sit in the subway and in a straight line in Kupchino
There's arrival in a familiar place twists
Above the clouds head and shower bitch
But Peter you just will not let go so that torments

And I'm stuck in a city stream on the roof
I look at the picture from top to bottom and see what people are breathing
Someone in a hurry, while others have long opazdal
Hush, it carries away into the distance, the Moscow Railway Station

Hotel Kiev on the street Tombovskoy
CLAN TV, and we vkurse for the fact that there is smoked
Draw the excursion if it is necessary in the yards
Just look do not be gone in a stream, the city mana

"Blow wind, the stream gorodaaa"
 But we are young, it's so hooolodnaaaa
 We are with you for good glavnoeeee
Hold my hand, ato I padaayuyuyu