Текст песни Vitolyaa furry human - Waialeala

Tears of the world over a volcano
crying all relatives and mom
Do not make them cry again
Do what I did smoothly
I will silk riddles
how many were in these dresses
I will consider bookmarks
I still live Dzhanki pay

I cry as Metty Maccon
Son you in flour or powder
Tears in the shoulder and hand
Do not let go of the ladies in the cloud

don't get angry
Carnal is charged classic
But what is pounted through the edge
Your tears are my lava


Vaieala cries the day on the span
Vaieala cries the day on the span
Vaieala cries the day on the span
Zhero volcano will not put this oppression