Текст песни Рем Дигга - средь скал нашел цветок и его нет прекрасней

I'm tired of living mirages, traveler unknown trails
 and my eyes are tired from club barely covered pop
 grabbing for that. corruption in the coffin lob.rasklad
 I do not like it Bole is vse.nikak races so stop

 ... And in the smoke hookah
 I think now is not about drunken confused.
 now who is not close to me earlier that I echoed.
 Variables All Kabardinochka Girl Victoria ...

 These ruby ​​beads
 I'm afraid to touch the waist but the thirst bite
 vortices mysley.liry clean .. in this world Wisnu
 as if I suddenly threw weights with life

 a lost traveler desert
 Desert betonovoy.budni pustye.dumal then I chill, but no
 Our flower among the rocks it is not beautiful
 boils the blood of the Virgin of the Caucasus, and I'm with her.

 Rybonka babe Vic Nalchikova
 Bole I forbid you to look at boys
 wet cloth chase dudes ...