Текст песни 408-R- Абвиотура - Вот Ведь

Collect on the table yes the case with the end
There was no on an empty stomach
Disposable malicious face
Put in the chest yes hiding under the bed

From the pummy of fun do not expect
Lagged on a bench
Celebrated threads rain
Warm in the soul of Liha Ryaby

That's
Nobody has seen
That's
Nobody led

Pain in the chest bypare, yes re
Spat under feet with annoyance, raster
Rolled on a log of teremok
Yes, disappeared the busty

Potted with fervor with fermented bread
What's so to throw and myself was good
Oh, porched porridge - do not split!
Oh, you pulled the knot - you will not exfoliate!

That's
Who would b believe?
That's
Who is you settled?

Looking out the window - no zgi
We walk barefoot on coals
Powder Mizgir braids
Fat flies flourished in the corners

Do not consider pockets
Not tai fire in a leaky bag
Oh, I subsided a poverty
Oh, tortured free wind in the head

That's
Who would have thought?
That's
Why now do it?
That's
Well, even a little more
That's
Everything is as usual…