Текст песни Первый Анал - Беломордый дятел

Dark light, shoe covers, ducks,
The breech house, full of despondency.
His guests expect
His life is the final line.
Okay, I went bye
I have plans for the evening:
I need to hollow iron
At a concert for fucking!
At a concert for fucking!

Outside the shelter of wretched scourges
Frozen hops will pour you a glass.
Here you hide from dying eyes
After all, here you are talented, you are a musician here.

Here you are talented.

Beats cardan
To the bass drum
Scum in the hall in ecstasy

Step on the pedals
Forget the sorrows
You are tormented by pain
Break all the iron

Beats cardan
To the bass drum
But asks for thrashing and small

Outside the shelter of wretched scourges
Frozen hops will pour you a glass.
Here you hide from dying eyes
After all, here you are talented, you are a musician here.

Here you are talented.