Текст песни Факты - О любви

A finger ring I drove on the ball
Butterfly on a sharp needle threading
To stick a mosquito proboscis easier
Wooden spoon, I licked the edge
Germinate until the time pollinated by wasps
Etching stir larva in a cocoon
Weeds are reaping with scythes
Dead hairs hung on curl

chorus:
Do not know about love Oh, we
Do not live for love Oh, we
Do not sing about love Oh, we
Oh, if we do not sing well?

Girls in the pristine kept tummy
All that did not have time to scatter the streets
Everything that does not learn multicolored drugs
Eggs preach mad hens
Do not weaken the immoral itching in the perineum
Well, who do you forgive your face beautiful
Wenham lonely overdozu tenderness
Let closes her mouth morality noisy

chorus.

In battles with caution glorified himself
Joy filled his pants and cool
From bashful timidity brains spared
Fear, a sense of proportion wishing to fast
The holes podarochki wide open for us
Sticks and arrows always sharpened
Where locks are broken and nurse fucked
There's always concerned about my freedom