Текст песни Saty Jay - Грустная девятка

Let's not forget to get up to the sun
do not wear a ring on her hand
and not to drive after nine
on a sad dyavitine not ride home

smoky interior of the pledge that he gave
tires worn by zero is asphalt machine
we love the adrenaline is given over and quarrels
friends only where it zipped but full of familiar
only the lonely moon understand the soul cries
throw throw squeak glare hoping to pull whitefish
Listen to that like to dress stylishly
but my heart is a stone that suffocates much inside
fill it with your eyes and begin borogizit
Why forgive those who have already dropped when
we are not to remove the word guys clearly understood
drunk ink stains on the sheets already dented
her you do not care about that as much machine blossom
and it's not in bed or in the words and colors
just not the one who needs to her husband will not become
dyavyatoka sad and did not wind up on the same

Let's not forget to get up to the sun
do not wear a ring on her hand
and not to drive after nine
on a sad dyavitine not ride home