Текст песни Играй гармонь - Украли

That evening,
the night horror
gone from windows,
gloomy,
December.

The decrepit back and laugh neigh
candelabra.

Now I could not find:
sinewy hulk
writhes.
What may want to sort of lump?
A block of more desirable!

You came in,
sharp as & quot; here you! & quot ;,
Mucha suede gloves,
He said,
& Quot; you know -
I'm getting married & quot ;.

Well, get out.
It's nothing.
Pokreplyus.
You see - how calm!
As the pulse
deceased.

Now I could not find:
sinewy hulk
writhes.
What may want to sort of lump?
A block of more desirable!

You said:
& Quot; Jack London,
money
love
Passion & quot;, -
I saw one:
You - Mona Lisa,
you need to steal!
And stolen!
Stolen!
Stolen!