Текст песни Стриж - Крик Журавлей

Cry of willow cranes crying by the water
Going down the road to bed
Tired mom laid
Morning slippers bathrobe
So long ago it was
I remember smeared scratches
Had decoctions of grass
Until dissections and scars appear
Remember father’s words always beat first
I checked everything correctly very efficiently
Who the rappers are
Ramsili fought with someone
And now you have a microphone recording
Tranquil years like stones crumpled
Distances erased persuasion holy
I do not wear chains around my neck
One hundred percent torn
Signets cut fingers diameters bend
I hate cheap stuff like a click on kiduhi
I fly in one boot
But don't let go of my hands
Even if I am today
Do not give first prize
Roughly flying out to the oncoming
I will press the gas

Cry of willow cranes crying by the water
The blue dove flew into the sky years
Cry of willow cranes crying by the water
Aces of the six ladies from the speckled deck

For someone rap is a game
It was all serious for us
Soundtrack to our life
Saturated with curiosities
How to see you now
And then pats deeds
Good guys
Starring we
Crime romance
Wild years wild people
Now they sell it on the cinematographic dish.
Like chicago thirties plus
Hairy Sexual Drug Revolution
And then the first kiss of the parents is not at home
We are familiar with the fourth grade
I'm like an experienced macho man like Mickey Rourke
And at the very hands of trembling with excitement
I was told did not want to believe
Forgot to lock the door
Tantrum bit my lips
And supposedly calm through gritted teeth
You you are the same as everyone
The only one for everyone
Sad clown dismembers photos
Crying through laughter

Cry of willow cranes crying by the water
The blue dove flew into the sky years
Cry of willow cranes crying by the water
Aces of the six ladies from the speckled deck