Текст песни milkyway - Я без неё не очень

oh mom what kind of lady
I fucking when I see it nearby

We all forgotten, all morals
How are our grandfathers from the mountains
Previously loved to grave
The truth of the friend to a friend was spoken, and happily lived

oh mom what kind of lady
she hardly kills his gaze
I want to approach her, but stubborn
as nicotine on it is suitable

Absupply sick, her lifty
Psychologists said that this is all love
But dreams of dreams remain secret
If I tell, then only mom

I fought Tsiganka that I will become a hooligan
what's with the fots from the yard i will rob banks
What scooped the garages smoking rigid herb
and in the bookmaker will be betting
What's near the birthday and I will soon become dad
She joking everything, but in every joke, truth
Tsigank me a fabul of how my love is called
But still you will not say the name
I'm not very good, there are days and nights
Karoch I was in my strict eyes