Текст песни Трофим - 5000 миль

5000 miles seems to be so that there
I ate, slept, and had won Moscow
A little pity that today in airplanes
Do not smoke, and that absolutely Lafayette.

I traveled thousands of Americas
Opening one - only his
And under the wings shimmered eastern shore
Lights Avenue.

I left with a great sense of sons
In my favorite country to tears
Which is needed as the roach cabbage
And I'm not the first so happened

And the world remained Katka Mishka -
Americans from my yard
With that behind Eskimo skipped
I drove yesterday.

Chorus:
We are all children, while my mother was alive
We do it: flesh
And free of this nature
Only the night on the plane.

Only the night on the plane ...

Russian mother, as usual at odds
Herself, relatives and children
I do not live for the sake of Christ's light
Life balance right, dammit.

There is good, there is clean and neat
Do not beat the stick and carrot yield
It is open all around and clear
Still disgusted.

Chorus:
We are all children, while my mother was alive
We do it: flesh
And free of this nature
Only the night on the plane.

Only the night on the plane ...

Losing.

Chorus:
We are all children, while my mother was alive
We do it: flesh
And free of this nature
Only the night on the plane.

We are all children, while my mother was alive
We do it: flesh
And free of this nature
Only the night on the plane.

Only the night on the plane ...