Текст песни Західний форрест - Літній

a few minutes you sketched hits
tozhe I have a dream, the idol of Martin Luther King
krutanit this drum, which bear ANU
eternally alive, battery dyurasel
fresh bit of dessert you up to the throat flogged
your lame idea not be reckoned with even orthopedist
Hip Hop credo, once and for all
if you have something against you shall hear Tut some extra passengers?
word space sound boom least long we go
I do not see the sea, forget loungers and hammocks
only a light breeze and blow smoke around the corner from the river
All running kudas hurry, here and micro Babylon
flock of snow covered with snow, flocks dream island, ocean
and that they should not tell you just head pokyvav
abandon the darkness of the room, do not mix
going to do rap, there's someone from the window pomashe