Текст песни Саша Tripplz - 40 минут на любовь

You do all know, come on, come on, come on

You rubbed me that is not the same at all
And you can spend and zabuhat a couple of weeks
Without embarrassment, and quarrels without a hint of love,
And the distance will not be the main motive of pain

Grimassy my soul, but purely because of the life
And you know I do not care that rides a counterpart
Erases all incoming calls to the mobile of one day
I was bored klatsat keys on the broken pipe

On breaks bored as if the curtain-intermission
I'm half-drunk whisper tell you proschaay
The sight point-and-shoot me as a victim want?
But I stay the first and last in your mail

chorus:

40 minutes on a pleasure-o-ov
40 minutes to love and take me with you
half-dead to heaven