Текст песни ФолкСитиБанда ГДЕ-ТО-РЯДОМ - Харитон

Rides, rides a carton Izmailov
Rides thirst tombs, wants to drink
And behind him, devils in striped T-shirts
And they want to grab the immortal soul

Cart rides haryton sings
And the sea is expanding
And devils jump, but doomed their flight
How do not try the cart Do not catch up with them

Barely holds a cart for Russia Great
On the roads irretrievable pulls the way
Hariton on the irradiation comes wild cry
Does not give yourself and horses to fall asleep

Cart rides, charity yell
And the abyss of grace
And devils jump, but doomed their flight
It is already clear that the cart does not catch up with them

Rides, rides a carton Izmailov
Rides thirst tombs, wants to drink
And behind him with a bottle of vodka
And behind him with a snack and a serel
And behind him with all sorts of trash
And behind him as a flock of rams
And behind him with a softer bed
And behind him with a bloody cloth
And behind him with a screaming woman
And behind him with worldly glory