Текст песни FиDжи - 04 - Молодого пацана

Zamorochennye morning killed the evening
air traffic controllers to land the plane .
Give me your hand , nothing to fear.
Tell Mom : & quot; I'll be back tomorrow night & quot;

Chorus:
And I swallow dance until the morning vesna
Killed a young boy with his lips .
And the familiar streets until morning
Singing lips of a young boy .

And in the ears rattle Red Hot Chilli Peppers ,
But through headphones I can hear the beating of the heart
To that hand , the one that smiles.
Forty weeks people in the country will increase.