Текст песни Вот оно какое, наше лето. - Вообще ничего святого

Polbutalki Roma, two pistols,
Bag of removable clothes - and everything is ready.
Here it is what, our summer.
In general, nothing saint.

No, I am against armed hooliganism.
Just with a gun gun more intelligible and way.
I am twenty-five, my name is Fox, I'm gangster.
I explain to people ordinary things -

Like, that's my. And this is mine. And this.
The voice is done confident, mature.
And it is beautiful, our summer.
When we die, we settle in it, perhaps.