Текст песни 13 созвездие - А На Нашей Улице Весна

They Pegasus and Parnassus
Kush to the jackpot. Bash at the Bash.
And the Papuans, near the cash register,
Crave new coven.
They carry art to the masses
Causing ecstasy
And Karabas-Barabas
Polish them pelvis.
They dress and mollusk
All grades. Life and kicks.
Steep Labuch squads
Bleed trendy drayf.
For these esters have a lyre
Roof steeper posters
But if you have cheese holes
What sticks out of the hole fig.

Chorus: Spring on our street!
And on our street spring!
And on our street spring!
And on our street
And on our street
And on our street spring!

 They step left, right,
 Ass up, button down,
 Already covered with glory,
 After paying for an encore.

 And from the pit to the balcony
 The sea roar at his feet.
 That's all this Attack of the Clones
 Do not envy, son.

 Still live in this world
 Who drank water from puddles
 Who left the warm stand
 Under the shooting of Winter's Chill

 Anything, for sale,
 But remember one thing:
 Bulat no bends, silk is not torn,
 Fleece does not tarnish.

 Chorus: Spring on our street!