Текст песни Хаски - Наше лето

[Verse 3, Husky]:
The plotter is so-so, the character is at zero.
The spine on the back of the chair is scratching AUE.
I look at the textbook - the letters seem to be screwed, falling,
They dance - at every point I see your fifth.

I pinched you in the corners in the pad
I tried the dimples by touch.
You dyed bruises, combed mantu.
Believe me, it's safe at the entrance, like the Lord's in the mouth.

Ants are drawn to the factories in rows.
And let's laugh in the face of your crazy relatives?
And let our stepfather hate us from under the hare's lip.
We are someone's Tamagotchi, but we do not know whose, alas.

We are little children, hordes against us.
And passion, like a check, spilled over in half an hour.
Childhood, like summer, is over forever.
Hello, gray sky that pees under itself!

[Chorus Husky]:
Like dogs! Mouths full of blue smoke.
Evil cereals. You are unbearably timid.
With a heap of bitter water in their mouths, -
I have not forgotten, you also remember our summer.

Our summer! Our summer! Our summer!
Our summer! Our summer! Our summer!