Текст песни Геша - Французы

old dormitory, old there door windows
old t-shirt killed by nike crosses
don't hide from the pain there is no sleep
painless skid, for the truth, for the brother
Well, Th 3 Quadro :? right now Leshka on Lupatom
there is something in the trunk for us, you have a shovel
dad will not help, thanks to the Altai fields
for the house, for education, for our banner
I'll go through hell, there in chains above the flame
I will clench my fist, I will say, yes I know, roast
the French play on their nerves at night they hurt their souls
I'm not talking about bunks at home the shkanar is empty
someone a flushrayal someone a bunk
some bars and clubs, some bunks
the French just did not know Petor in despair
eat the bagels, fill the stomach with tea