Текст песни Zet - Крумкачы

Above the town gull, gull,
In the city of crows.
Raven crow eye pick out entirely,
But you take care of your eyes.
Ravens are sitting in their offices
And their eyes were like knives.
And the presence in their lives of coins
Compensates for lack of soul.

Pigs are planted oranges,
And the chorus sings Goat.
Rams write novels,
A shark healing wounds.

Under the city money, money
Lie in underground storage.
We would of that money at least a little,
And the world would become svyatleyshy,
But crows necessary
Quality feed,
Move, and dress,
To perform high quality work.

Pigs are planted oranges,
And the chorus sings Goat.
Rams write novels,
A shark healing wounds.

Pigs are planted oranges,
And the chorus sings Goat.
Rams write novels,
A shark healing wounds.

Pigs approve quality
Citrus fruits,
Goats sing their songs,
Rams recite aloud.
And only a small bird,
The little gray bird
Nothing can not sing,
It chronic bronchitis.