Текст песни Ebanko - Ne Doi Konya

You will not find a horse drunk udder
Moonshine its not his poi.
Looking sad creating true:
"Ebanulsya boss, maybe ..."

 We have horse sleepless night,
 Fogged glass window too.
 In the garden withered currants.
 What are you dёrgaesh for dick, ugly?

  Not DPI horse at the end of the day.
  Not DPI horse you unhappy. Not DPI horse.
  Not DPI horse at the end of the day.
  Not DPI horse you unhappy. Not DPI horse.

On the fourth day of suffering
The poor horse too faints.
He perseveres balk,
A master of ecstatic fucking do anything.

 The bell hung around his neck, damn,
 To a horse in the dark suddenly lose.
 No horns, but, in fact, with hooves.
 Not a cow, but drunk Will ...

  Not DPI horse at the end of the day.
  Not DPI horse you unhappy. Not DPI horse.
  Not DPI horse at the end of the day.
  Not DPI horse you unhappy. Not DPI horse.

You will not find a horse drunk udder
Moonshine its not his poi.
Know that suffering will end soon -
To quench the thirst you need to master.