Текст песни Тимофей Денисов - Сажа ,копоть,черный дым, тебя делают другим...

Soot, smoke, black smoke,
make you different.
Yes, fire makeup artist excellent,
you can not argue with him tightly.

And about what's hell
know a couple of guys.
You, yes I am, but who was in the coupling,
firefighter who carried the outfit.

Aching body, pushes his chest,
Wait a squat would rest.
Tired, I'm sorry for being rude,
that no pёrnut nor breathe.

And for that cripple yourself?
Plow so that there is nothing to spit.
Knowing you can, lean
Once you on the other shoulder ...

One hundred onlookers around boredom.
and all are able to put out, bitch.
His tongue boneless,
scrap and stem them on hand.

Only in the MOE yet
do not go - the guts.
Internet hero Petrusha,
yelp only sdaleka.

And fuck your kudos,
when water flows helmet.
In the smoke goes into the unknown,
GDZS our calculation.

Wish good luck only,
you put out into the trunk.
Who is behind you, yourself are not hiding,
climbs into the flames ahead!