Текст песни Поцелуй Бомжа - Не смотри в глаза бомжа

The table in the garbage of a newspaper torn ,
Fragile toilet of rotten bricks ,
Lodge - mochoyu softened branches.
We're going into the realm of pests .

Voiced diarrhea in an alley rumbles ,
The air is thin , as if in a storm .
Everyone obviously wants homeless
View and clear the smell of tear.

Here it is: sat down to rest on the lid
With harey bloated log color.
Eats something sticky : in a powerful burp
Fine bouquet cabbage and shit .

Technician, an artist and a banker - come ,
The well-fed palms holding a penny .
Greedily sniff , kiss , love ,
Just do not touch the soul of the homeless !