Текст песни rapaclown - Паровоз который смок

rail track sleepers sleepers
where katish locomotive, there are men come out of the gate
We are sick, sick burn piping hot
we have long been sent fuck all and we perky step.

locomotive which smog, not to quarrel one with him
come without arms, without legs,
color does not give maximum wreath, turn back
he will give a kick, Sliding Doors, uspey son home with me

in your own yard noisy,
so many good things thrown by someone in the trash
fate is not stupid baby pozubam scattered on the hair dryer
cum her friends today, carrying briefcases

which conceal, deny his fear to die,
all will ever be a time
It will load to think, to live
Doctor says my mother, that would not be bad - you forget, go ahead, good luck