Текст песни .выдумайэхо - Не с той ноги

feeling that you were born not from that foot
it's like a holiday of life, and you see the fifth sleep
You gave it perfectly like all of them
And the taste of bitter on her neck from spirits

Something means? If accidentally guess
And before the cliff I clicked on the right pedal
Art stay at a depth, and not at the bottom
And if the labyrinth passed, then you lost in yourself.

I'd rather pass the ruble but leave the ass pure
than a sad leak whose will help you shoot
You are one of those who posted the Maya tribe
But when we touch us, you will know the first.

I fused as infinity on your hand
Remove the ears from these poems a shit
as it is not convenient after all it is to call yourself "poet"
I got up not from that foot, it's like .. in the throat bone.