Текст песни Год Змеи - Девочка панк

Long locks of red hair
Black paint smeared timidly.
Lips, eyes and eyebrows vraskos,
Butterfly tattoo sat on the ass.
The player cuts hoarse Cobain,
After you whispering evil old woman,
I, of finishing his throat port,
Rowing for you in his old black leather jackets.
Girl punk my heart into pieces
Tears like jersey pig into pieces.
Next to you, I gasp with happiness,
And without you, I howl of anguish.
stand without breathing next to you,
I see similarities in your made-up eyes,
Know me your soul is torn,
To drown in my rabid weasel.
In my veins the blood is, rages,
Another look, and she has begun to boil.
I know your funky outfit pankushny
Do not hide your sexy body.