Текст песни Абакаров Арсен - Погарел на чистом плане

pogarel in pure terms
and I will at the trestle-beds
on the prison bunk with jamb
the third year of the freedom of dreams
veternaya like a bird
on will not become a fool 2
and many fools in the world
Fools have one road
I went on the footsteps of thieves
and I swear by the holy clan
life to live in it without cheating
and I swear to fetch 2 million
and to pay off briskly to dress up and drink
I went on the footsteps of thieves
Makhachkala my capital
Give the god to pray
Kick some of Allah my suitcase 3