Текст песни Чрезвычайная Ситуация - Я сижу портвейн хуярю

The wind is blowing straight in his ugly face
I'm sitting port huyaryu
At the tram stop
No familiar surroundings

All I believe creature
I'm sitting port huyaryu
My life is crap
I port huyarit joy

Sun face my fries
I sit port huyaryu
And all around it's different
Nope life, there are no home

hateful fences
And behind them a glutton
Only cook meat majors
And I'm sitting port huyaryu

Blood everywhere blivotina
Nowhere and Nowhere
It's so annoying
And I'm sitting port huyaryu

My life is such a mess
It's not that all is not our
And I myself was floating brains
I'm sitting port huyaryu