Текст песни Сербский Контрабас - Костюм из Красного Картона

Furiously hit by hand
We will be here, yes, we are with you.
In full growth where the wind whistles,
Face close with palm wet.

Throw the word, but not so far.
Let first lose weight, but then easily.
These are not cats cry, and the carousel will scrape
Not a rough song but a fairy tale terrible

Burn a suit from red cardboard!
Burn costume
Burn a suit from red cardboard!
Burn costume

A breeze dies into the keyhole
It is very important that it is read between the rows
Random shot blindly extinguishes a candle
Denote by cerebral consciousness

Flattery or nonsense from one field of rye
Sailed like a swan, bristly like hedgehog
Poured in a mobile, liketing the rcho
And the folk uprising was limited to the entrance

Burn a suit from red cardboard!
Burn costume
Burn a suit from red cardboard!
Burn costume

Drops from lazy tucci crumbled around
Maybe this is an eclipse, it can sat down on the moon
Wax figure janitor marks inventory
Pouring traces of yellowed lean soup

Not admitted by a sharada dreams are lost in bed
Electrical charge every carnation in sleeping body
Lost a canvas bow from Muscat Drunk King
And chicks from Dyatla Woody will rejoice in the corpses

Burn a suit from red cardboard!
Burn costume