Текст песни Dzzzr - Сыпать солью

Pour salt on the roads at night,
On the night of Saturday to be one of many.
Without slowing down, almost without noticing
Overcoming the tram rails.
Who is it climbed over the fence? Can a thief?
No, it's - Watch, Watch.
I can not get used to this subject so far.
Watch, Watch!
Feel the freedom of flight Saturday evening.
Where the plant motors, gaining momentum.
Adrenaline has temples, blood chasing.
When the excitement in all lights, smoldering.
We are close to the target.
Night Watch here.
Open the door!

Those who in one case, where the music moves,
Who in this topic
Raise your hands up!
Again
Codes Codes Codes Codes
Coordinators, telephones and computers,
Search District and over phones.
It seems everything is in order and on without looking back!
Gallons, liters, liters of gasoline,
Pile of nicotine
And a lot of beer.
But how nice run in the dark with flashlights!
With happy eyes - we guessed first
In his victory faithful
And almost do not want to sleep
And the night was ending and simple life begins.
On Sunday, one hangover,
And someone just hard spit- hopes that win.
Why all this for reward?
No, just excited!

Pour salt on the roads at night ...