Текст песни песни под гитару - Зелёный сон

On the horizon the sun goes down the road,
all that was already surfaced vryatli return
Hot nights strapaskopa club
we live it, we burned lips
Meeting the morning with barely a special friend,
wanted to quickly topple from her home
Then embarked to the streets full of people
with a cigarette in his mouth, went home soon
I am now on the strings with your fingers,
alo mom, but normally in the army,
Though the days are drawn,
bratuha not count as much as you will,
When will the time, the foot of the PPC,
I lit a cigarette and call her younger sister
In the meantime, the guitarist waved his hand,
we will sing this song army battle
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Stretches from month to month as a car,
very little is left wait Peron,
and will soon be over the whole green dream
and will soon be over the whole green dream
Stretches from month to month as a car,
very little is left wait platform,
and will soon be over the whole green dream
and will soon be over the whole green dream

And will continue to dream ... print on page three