Текст песни Илюша Белый - Французский

For me, so small steps
Cross Moscow by overtaking all trams
Past night flocks with beer and laware
To his flock, but they themselves know
Crossword, on the contrary, without words and knowledge
Crossword from clouds and old buildings
Rains on screens without cineural rules
By the end of the show, the heroes usually die
Cut and paste, just swap
Pour to the edge, and do not drink - against the general rules
on slow fire, but in the end the most hot
Burns a new world, as well as old
Just like the old God - ancient escort
Body and Blood, War, Fools
it would be better if Maria immediately made an abortion
or messed quietly in the cradle

Table "We need food" keep children's fingers
Parents that night under Shaf have tried very much
Poems are needed only to tear and burn
But in this world, the first liver will die