Текст песни Принцесса Бурунди - Ржавый колокол

I have eight tales
Bridge railing and the river
The house is an angel of leprosy
White eats from the ceiling
The house is an angel serving
The period for taking sin
At night, its drag
The evil side of a bitch
I released it into the wild
Zagremit feast for the whole shooting
Zaoret cock pain
Angel or scorer
Rusty bell struck
That all will be well
But I did not beat his grandfather
And he is crazy
And yesterday played truth
Roll up your sleeves
Sing what you want how much to
Yes, but did not open his mouth
Just did not open his mouth
And do not fall under a tram
When you become eat pieces
Whose the fat loaf
And do not complain to the conscience
When you remember the morning
That is what we ran
How to mend a hole
Rides ball in the open field
From freedom stunned
Not to nail pierced
So would the sky fall
He rode the train quiet glanders
By the end of fate
And I went to the west
But I forgot the words.