Текст песни Сергей Купин - Все пусички будут в Аду

All jams will be in hell!

All angels will be in hell.

Search golden ore

Breaking stones and bumps

And you, my thug,

You will be forgiven and pardon.

From vanilla needle tears,

Fly in the sky raspberry

And you, rapist and thief,

After all, you are crowned!

Look at the endless space,

Tea, did not see this?

All jams will be in hell!

All naps will get sick,

And they will never come to them

Doctors, and do not remove

And you, tactless Ham,

You will be a court poet!

On joy, on joy to us!

And that's it. And committing on it.

We are all here, fighting, write

The book is the same.

About light, about eternal, higher

And about sealing in a puddle

I pulled the bookmark from the book,

Page Now I will not find ...

Villain, grave sweetly,

All jams will be in hell!