Текст песни shЭ mЭ - Холодный Вечер

Mom, explain why not happy
Zadrotov troops in lamps and cockarks.
When the state from you need something,
It calls himself homeland, go work.

In vile or not, polisman or cop -
All are so different, we are like everyone else.
I noticed the beauty in the sausage, all pizdato finally.
I am not in a raincoat, tickped ticks on your pumme.

Wrapped in a wrapper, drove the children,
Then they reappeted my dust in this checkout.
Immediately dried tangerine in the toilet.
I repeat: Fear, the guy, if we met.

Cold evening launched us Tetra Hydro Kinobi,
Someone smoked in mom's womb.
Listen to shit, like Shame, it's bitch,
Like a parachute jumping, but without a parachute.

probably this is my paradise end y mast give
King Gladay my liberable zaya
At your birth
with first sexual intercourse

In sperm your lips this cold in the morning
In the evening it was hot, I was not rude
Although it was cold in the evening. I wanted to eat
You were 15 And I did not want to sit down

I won something that was not dick
it was a knife you on the sky dihardy
I hear do not blatous. This is Shame Clan.
Element 42 is Molybden