Текст песни Юрец - журавли летят

The cranes are flying, far south
And they carry my love for themselves
Please don't fly away
And don't take my love with you.
The cranes are flying, but what's the point?
I'll go out to the balcony - I'll take a double-barreled gun,
How will I fuck this flock
So the bitches don't fly anymore ...
Mom, dad is not at home
Daughter threw a banquet
There was a banquet - no banquet
There were virgins - no virgin.
Get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up off me!
Stand up fool I'm tired!
Get up, brute, get up, infection
You missed four times.
The boy did not look like himself ...
Trembling knees and back ache, and in her head her words:
Lie down, lay down, lay down
Lie on me
Lie down, you fool, I joked!