Текст песни Злачевский, Ананасик, rolla Kostya M. bo, Dэшик, Gidji, TaNy Z - Закат

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I hang back on the tube
I hear beeps, the subscriber is not available again
And you let let extinguish all
Smoke - my assistant, and again the day proёban

Sanya will throw in a personal another demku
We are between the rows decompose everything that had accumulated
On the pedals Nike cap on his head
Black car on the night we will take away with thoughts

Let's pretend that all is well
Arrange my show, but I know, has not yet passed
I was looking for a second five-year strontium medals
Steep in the hands, but the spirits of the desert you have lost

And we're always all right
While the flask smokes that burned
Moon banish the sun again the next sunset
And I'm still waiting for a call

TaNy Z

And again another sunset
Moon drive out the sun, plunge into darkness
Night city, the smoke in the cabin, everything has to be so
And I'm still waiting for a call

Ananasik

Let's again not the answer I was given
The smell of your perfume was sweet, you're with him again
In Dubai, there are catches Wi-Fi
So in the morning will be a lot of pictures of drunken thine eyes doe

How am I doing? Cooler has become for many closed
To plow at night like a horse, to continue to be fed
You post of garbage in the tweeter, as the suicide bombers explode
Someone has to lose something in the brand, and Th as measles and you

Your thugs chase as the race cars - on an opposite
There is pulled in a circle and scrap cuttings
I'm 19 years old, fanatic feelings of those eternal
Where is my lion on the front and the factor for sheep

Black interior, the smell of sodden morning of asphalt
Let's go away far, all of them will send on Skype
Take with a hole sprite, and cargo gigabytes
Where the sunset in color and not obschuha sites

Deshik

Tickets already purchased, no excuses
On Samiko you fly away I'll fly with Napas
Dependency about drug, FUU ... It was disgusting
Love burned down, an irreversible process

My burning eyes scorch your friends
Under the lantern silhouette of something I put my hands
And in the morning screaming shout: "Will not happen again"
I'm out of the heart does not get rusty needle

Spun so that lost his head
I do not feel the heat, so we shared equally
I'll give the black raven, I your heart
Queen of snow, a white she did not warm up

Almost forgot your lips, but then again in the morning
Wakes Nokia Tune - "a wrong number, you fool!"
I yell at her, and she is silent and crying
I do understand that love is not banchat