Текст песни Бутырка - Аттестат - Patsanoth

July evening, prom ball
From the windows of the school, Mouzon is crazy,
All female sex in chic dresses
The table was laid in the banquet hall.
One girl all ten years old
Loved from the heart, a simple plot,
I carried her briefcase in the morning
I gave flowers to her in the evenings.

The certificate is in the blood! Convoy on the sides!
And they are driving me! Howl under the sirens!
And now new friends are waiting there,
And the subjects there are criminal!

Today is a holiday, everyone has gathered,
Teachers bring us to life,
The director will give everyone a certificate
And we'll go for a walk before dawn.
I don't understand that you are with someone else
And every dance you dance with him
And jealousy cannot be drowned out by vodka
And then I began to treat him!

The certificate is in the blood! Convoy on the sides!
And they are driving me! Howl under the sirens!
And now new friends are waiting there,
And the subjects there are criminal!

July evening, prom ball
From the windows of the school, Mouzon is crazy,
You cry in a chic dress
The cops are taking me to the SIZON!
COPS! COPS! COPS!
COPS! COPS! COPS!