Текст песни Daniel Rose - Куршевель

Over the mountains we paint strands and
On the outskirts of the city we met
Our nails are not sharpened
Nada sharpen
Give me the file

Zina zina hop hop
A cilia top top
Rose dj wow wow
kitty, mickey how how

Ivanova piu piu
I started my vibrator
Fyokla drank his alcohol
Dancing freak partiel

Oh what a cool club
Zavadnoy

Party in Courchevel
We are in a flower mi blyandinki

Hello Hello

Teeth, teeth, octopus
In the eyes of the shiz we are a little flickering
T-tabla we ate
And in the land of whores we sang songs

40 degrees frost, at least we need henna, but we are warm
Zina eats her yepy roll, the disks are spinning the rose lol
Fyokla went to bed under the table, and Olezha blivan
We hung out and went to bed like this.