Текст песни Игорь Кирхнер - Роп на Обочине

What I do not give to sleep and yells on your ear
Challenge's alimony, whispering stsuko memory
I hear what is the name of the sideline
And I'm lying in the ditch and I do not want anything.
I said "I have no time" feeding the price
Then he remembered and nodded there because they pour
It is a pity that in addition to the tusk, no one goes there
Before the dawn, the legs would be submitted.

I have a hurry to the center of the city the body allhes
Why meet me people smile
Raw ended on the back of the spittops passersby
But I know - I will come to God to us all.

I barely elevated on the porch not painted
I hear that my name is - I'm not afraid
I got on the jam some, but I am not ashamed
Although I never loved it from childhood.
Better used I gave me a hundred grams and then something mutitis
Behind the console sits a man's peasant seamlessly spinning
In one hand, the cup is disposable
For another fiber per piano circulation.

Once, two, three went out all the lights of the legs are stuffed
Behind the cable and wires the body lures loudly
Blue red light bulbs flashed fun
And I'm on my back my arms-legs instell.
Profi all around a great-sophisticated
I will play your and taste and color reduced
In the toilet I don't go to write to write at least hunting
And the scene jump two drunken dolboyab.

While the solo did not come I would nourish quietly
Curtain here hanging three steps to make only
And then I will return at the moment and no one will burn
To press your favorite reduced-small.
In the morning someone will grow out all the dawn swing
Who gave here, Nassal? Curtains red river
Blame only me - Libery
And I have a lot I'm lying in the evening in the ditch.