Текст песни ATL - Пьяный Мастер

The same samurai
The same samurai

[Hook: Chayan Famali] x2
The drunken master confuses the colors
Try to color them
Freeze
For a moment

Circles under the eyes will be the emblem
Drunk master, extraordinary style
Mountains on my shoulder, push - it was probably a bull
Fuck ... I'm so knee-deep sea
My night is long, next to Mary Magdalene
Water, wine, her appearance today is so innocent
The cleaver cannot be removed from the soul, it beats with a knife
And the night is unlikely to leave us alive tonight
Half liter and lemonade, political scientist and music lover
The world is too small for two, each other has to break a face
And let the legends compose about it
Drunken Master versus Lightning Foot
Sleep, but I should get up in a couple of hours
Pain, mineral waters - that's what salt is
And we should remember everything - what year and date it is today
Tangled in a pile of words - blown away

[Hook: Chayan Famali] x2
The drunken master confuses the colors
Try to color them
Freeze
For a moment

[Bridge] x2
The same samurai
The same samurai