Текст песни Рома ВПР - 17Мв

May I write you a few lines?
Left-handed French
Can I sing you the English blues?
Left-handed French
About the fact that September is a slobber
pours over the gate
And the sky was ripped open and the earth was blown up
And what to be as honest as possible
Here's what you can't live without

Mannered ladies plywood bitches
Poets pour mud out of boredom
Forgetting what to be maximum
hard on yourself
Here's what you can't live without
And your bare shoulders
And now I am no longer drawn to Christ
Your translucent speeches and I, I
I turn to nudity

Segareta before cigarette after
I don't know what came before and what will come after
But I know, after Till I'll take Salt
And this will be our new black password

Be as honest as possible
Be as tough as possible
Be together as much as possible
Be minimally proud

Maybe I set the bar high
But then either it disappeared, or the exit to the kings
Run out of time on the brink it's time to jump
But who knows how much before the final dash
It is clear that it is not worth preparing for the future
So let me write you a few lines
Left-handed French ...