Текст песни ИПтицыПобедноУпалиВТраву - Продавец элефантов

Instead penetrate through holes in the walls,
I am knocking a number of more and more as if I had been younger than 10 minutes. And if a child then I fell asleep on the tram, is now not followed me, smiling, startled thousands of similar.

For more than 20 years I have been trading cards and caramel on the edge of the old amusement park as a reward for being properly solved Seller smile in a grocery department, that the only difference between us is that we are different varieties of pasta.

Every time I forget the words of hymns and doomed to simply look at the flag, he can not be so red, if it is an artificial dye. I'm a good boy, and so every day tolplyus in line to the generator to power generation to say "thank you"