Текст песни LANG - Формула Любви

I Th, on the third day I fly to you
These bitches are so fond of Paphos on the bed
Many times I have realized that you and have my kicks
Let's forget all the quarrels and even went to fly
Wait ...
Monday Tuesday all along
Let this turn of Courage carries me
And may I realize on waste
What are the eyes that two years have become more heated
And you all Paris Milan fashion where all things
Boutiques in the evenings in the clubs but the apartments
I'm at the show with a friend we both for pure thrill
And for poltishku I dolblyu already being blue
Being in the chorus in your kalonochkah
You will understand much is more likely pens
And if you wake up my voice uslyshesh
So we started all over again

Let the formula of love will remain the same
And if you're in apartments I have to shit
Increasingly, as more and more sleep Mata by little
When it all goes well for Th izmatalo