Текст песни Дездемон Сидоров - В день нашей казни

On the day of the execution of our sleeping executioner
Yes, do not you cry , all right
You to the post, my bitches ,
And hundreds of eyes , hands and the sea

Solid stars of Russian rock,
And instead of the sky , the ceiling ,
Ice tea , stale bread
We do not rusty sun ray light ...

I chose what I like

Above us the angels sing ,
They live among the people
I met them , but did not recognize ,

Yes, do not you cry everything is good,
We had a bag and happiness
And the wind was , and the clouds descended into the house

Solid stars of Russian rock,
It flows through the veins of cherry juice
Ice tea , stale bread
We do not rusty sun ray light ...