Текст песни Gone Fellow - Pop-Punk

And rock and jazz,
And the classic, and different pop
It carries a different
The shades and colors, but
What's nice is only one,
Another interferes with sleep.
It was created by young people,
To convey a sense of

Pop-punk,
and collected a group room.
Pop-punk,
And CDs on the shelves no more.
And in the garage, the guys without end
Play sum'ovsky fat lip

But the noisy hubbub of youth leaving without a trace.
Care, War, trouble eating me years, but
Although graying at the temples, and in my heart I'm still the one
Teenager with the wind in my head, and the player sings

Pop-punk,
and collected a group room.
Pop-punk,
And CDs on the shelves no more.
And in the garage, the guys without end
Play sum'ovsky fat lip

Pop-punk,
and collected a group room.
Pop-punk,
And CDs on the shelves no more.
And in the garage, the guys without end
Play sum'ovsky fat lip