Текст песни Изморозь - Варгамор

Vargamor
Music: Belf
Words: Andrey Gurevich

Went on the road an old man
He was not great,
Carried on his back he backpack
And in the backpack was brandy
And treated everyone in a row
This old man is nefped,
Women, children and husbands
All the bubbles nadal

Vargamore!

And smiled after them
This toothless old man
But continued on the way
Do not give your feet
And the one who cognac this saw,
That magic in myself poured,
IMYG Turning into Togo
Whose lived in it

Vargamore!

And in the footsteps of the old man
There were two large ruins,
Goblin, Crow and Mole,
OGR Big, Cat Baby
And they all went to kill
And under the boot
Under the severity of their backpacks
Brevel Legion old people ...