Текст песни Need Needl - В Переяславе дубарь

In my heart, finally
Full pate.
Someone is already plowing
Who is on the finished Mercier, In a leather coat.

Everyone can do what they drag
Digesting in your head
Drink Assahi or Bavaria
Or maybe quit altogether !!?

Thoughts that make you feel hot
Even while wearing a shirt
It's a pen fire and ...
From checkered paper

And ash; Gift, heals wounds,
Leading to the Bar. Yes, until you are blind and old,
For a couple of countries I will sing from the bath
What a spring in Pereyaslav dubar.

Hello!
Well come on small, hit the frost
And I'm not fucking sir.
Most likely a rebel.

And I didn’t grab the medal, I pulled the stopar
Shouted for the whole migdal - Love!
But a white pedal in the nose - and again!
New game, new bits of Negro

Confusing shores blindly believing
Walking with a fluffy step
Not feeling the inward wind
For which the cigarette will fly away

From now on meter by meter
I'm going where there is summer !!
Where is Zheka with a moped
Even though I'm not tired of being just a homebody

Be warmly dressed
Fire smoke into the staircase
Day to see three hours somewhere.
Then Vadim will come to me

Here comes the carriage, Millennium
But my career is not right
My salary is like a scholarship
And I do not envy those who are weak!

The authorities will not settle down
So tie up with resentment!
a For the delay, thank the auditor
Deriku pidar, These are all lads

look how I tack,
from the boulevard parry
I can only boast
four-room apartment

I'm fucking nervous
Tell me everything is fine
I will score on everyone
I'll beat the beat up for life