Текст песни ТеорияСтрун - Марс

I close my pocket
I clean my success
Collect paraglan
For all kinds of fun

I fly away from you
I'm a stud square
I fly away on Mars
Because so I want

Your status is not important
Yourself you are there king
Climate is not simple
In the tusa dusty here all salt

Alco's salns
Caution
Brother, dust by a quarter of a cola
It's not difficult to get lost.

Hey girlfriend, we are alone to do it dangerous
I will keep track of the coils, then I will explain for NASA
We will climb with you in these mountains drunk
On Earth, we would call you strange

And at night red not to sleep
Coupling on the table together
Keep her want
Thirst dance stuff

I love Parabolas
Lips Thin yours
I drove uprises
Past of stars shore

You are a comet to turn around
Tail back you take
You lower your orders
And a little injured

Will we hurt
Marso earthlings
Near, long-distance
Hands up raise

And the trait with two will stop
I'd rather throat
Nothing in a hurry
Bright light I am cut

The sun will rise, but for now
You can make clouds
I'll do you in the morning
Hay on on on on on on