Текст песни Чёрный рынок - 02 - По самое горло

Black Cat is not the answer , lonely my trail
As with mowing tired , a little to the side to me
According to the throat , to her old age
This woman stupid women
not anymore

Silk thread , and nasty edge
Theatrical dust in the hands of each poison
Did not hold much and I think
And the fog , my only smoke without fire
This woman stupid women
many can not

Let lit my fire, let it stay all
Gold ring over my head
In the meantime, only howl, not fed dogs
And while only fight with unknown end

Who said that the blind, just ran out of bread
And a piece of smoked , not chewed words
Tight set on edge , stone words of my delirium
This woman stupid women
not anymore

You are my blue handkerchief , not a witch nose
Do not scare the mirror at night whether vescheyu
Crack a smile on a stone
Good luck, riding a hedgehog
This woman , a foolish woman
One has only to regret

Who planted this forest without getting lost in it
I fought for the cross , but the blood in my hand
This woman is not, I'm happy with the game
Only one of us , losing this fight

Lyricist : Aleksey Suetin