Текст песни ВИА Носи Труси - Волосатый труп

On the pavement with chalk
You contours of the body .
Gently draw ,
Touching his hand .

Smells like a fairy tale
( Little secret)
That as much crap
( Smelling mystery )
And you do not stand in the mask
enough subverted

Chorus:
Hairy corpse , heat , June
Night , the refrigerator is warm.
Whose fault is that there is no light
Protuhnet corpse now ,
The corpse now protuhnet