Текст песни Sour Day - Вечер в дисках

Evening drives us in the car ,
Lali rolyat in the middle,
The wheelbarrow smells like codeine ,
All in a syrup made ​​of raspberry .

We fly under triganom ,
In a dirty apartment ,
And looking for a conductor ,
What would explode in a sea of ​​positive

releasing the smoke from the lungs
undermined not light shishik
Lali whispers in my ear,
take me quickly .

takin my Lali ,
We go to the house at night,
a couple of cones have in your pocket ,
I Skurov high school .