Текст песни Чтобы-чтобы - Стиль стелит стельки

More low I came up with in my life -
a couple of repetitions, and a couple of neologisms.
Best song lies ahead,
Although each new says, "Wait,
and what about me? What could be better? "
With it, I drink tea, "Honey, listen.
You just-just a figment of my imagination.
You are my family. You are my continuation. "
All together live bequeathed Leopold.
A man and a woman in a jeep mole.
About to do a single song -
immediately I compose, without moving from that place.
It is important to do with the thrill of something that is interesting.
Without waiting for the muse and something heavenly there.

Chorus
Style Lays insoles - bed leg.
The process is more important goal - forward and sideways.
Interestingly, the mood, "Wow! Cool! Wow! "
Playfully easily reach its.

A Cloud in Trousers or puddle on the carpet.
Vaporize, melted snow or rain.
No sounds good - I'm a man.
Drop-identity. Leak-running-river.
There is no time - just this second.
It was past. The future will be.
Thanks, cap - all gotovenkoe on a platter.
Eat-not-want, treat people.
Everything happens randomly correctly.
Hals to the objectives of dance as a sailboat.
Now I feel the beauty of the moment.
I have a whole grain of sand in the universe solution.
Now I feel the beauty of the moment.
I have a whole grain of sand in the universe solution.