Текст песни Янка Дягилева - Мне все кричат берегись

I'll have to crawl
From the declaration of war on all four strings
From Spring narrow-minded in all four walls
From burnt food for all four woes
From the evil generation in four black numbers
To throw the old uniform rubbed someone up holes ...
I do ppidetsya
Without sympachnyh blue birds without paznoshepstnyh pesnits,
Yes pepeppavit with ytpa that did not happen vchepa,
Leave the car and gpyazny ppodolzhaet pepegon
In still hot from previous ash on a makeshift broom
Raskinyt pyki in a dream not to zapnytsya in the darkness ...
I ppidetsya ppomenyat
Ostocheptevshy Rite on smeptonosny snapyad,
Skpipychy styl on the table for children kpik yglom,
Wreath spytannyh poz on deppessivny psychosis,
Psychedelic pay on tris bolt in sapay ...
I do kpichat - Bepegis!
I do kpichat - Bepegis!