Текст песни ППВ - Вожатская лирика

Time is rushing and everything is fine,
As beach over us.
Do you remember the night to spit,
What to buhali with you.
With a cigarette, be in the teeth
And with a glass.
And above us in heaven Allah
And I am with the "Quran"

Camp. Vodka.
And in the gazebo only we are alone.
Children in beds.
Misha drunk to us on the floor of the way.
Heart rust
From the holy priest breast.
My love
It will not be able to grow soon.

Let's talk to you
For life, our.
Who when whatever was young
And who exactly blamed.
But Mishin is now the way
Ended on us.
And he asks much - do not forget
Pick up the pivas.