Edit from the kitchen, because they will sit down,
Vixens at the TV,
Why then does he use communism,
I wanted to plant it and planted it after all,
Perhaps he meant well.
Maybe he was right.
Lava flow
Money is asking for me,
I lift on-easy,
Money is asking to be put in your pocket,
I’ll give the boys free rein,
Money is asking for the table,
I’ll drop them, that’s a joke.
Mani-Mani-Mani,
Always full pockets,
I’ll translate everything in lava,
To be at the bratva.
Mani-Mani-Mani,
Come you druzhbany,
I’ll translate everything in lava,
To be like aces.
The cash gets paid to my account,
I understand the calculation,
Cash flies under the roof to me,
I’ll be in Badun with him,
Cash flies into the rings,
As in the trenches we are in the dust.
Cache, cache, cache.
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ shed his blood for us,
His own, he did not steal, did not take revenge on them,
He couldn’t, because he’s not us, he’s our God,
And if you think you could, yeah,
I could, but he’s not like that, because he’s a God,
If you come and look at these,
His bones do not lie, he is holy to us,
You see, brother, he shed blood for us.
Mastaki
There were many cavaliers,
They entered the rush as masters,
They fought without brass knuckles,
But with knives and teeth,
In winter, summer and spring, in the blood,
They gave out punches to everyone.
It’s all golden in autumn,
It’s like a fairy tale from childhood,
With domes, with the sky, with foliage,
Blinded without coquetry,
With sunflowers, with fringe,
We’ve known each other since we were young.
I’ll go after the sunset
Beyond the sunset I will fly,
Beyond the fog, beyond the polar,
Sweet, so to me, in the early morning,
I want to forget myself there,
I’ll fly up with the pretended,
The best hang glider,
Meeting me there with brown-eyed,
Provided for in a brotherly way,
Because beyond the woods,
For the taiga with blueberries,
They’ll give me a fucking welcome,
And in Russian with miracles.
West, East
West, East,
At the top of the gulp,
On the fingers of the chill,
You know everything yourself,
There is no place for rivers,
Lam flows in the desert,
West, East,
And there’s a bundle in your pocket,
Secret powder,
Give us a tribute, Lord, give us a hand,
And all in half.
Through west to east
Through the west to the east,
The source of the war lay
,The cavalry went through the forests,
There were wolf spots there.
Through thickets and weeds,
The caravan
passed by, Days and weeks passed,
Strands, already sat.
There were different, honest people,
Here the whole front rallied,
We ate bread and cooked cabbage soup,
In the end, we won.
Let you dream
The hills above the sky swam,
The fog covered them with a veil,
Where have you gone on the wind,
Probably to the arches of the earth,
Where the sea breeze rejoices,
We’ll be happy there-believe me,
I don’t need snow with you,
But only the warmth of your lips,
You know I don’t need taiga,
I like a breeze for two.
Let you dream,
Colorful Nice,
Meetings on the shore,
Scarlet sunsets hum.
This mana is just for us,
Below, the surf hits the wharves,
We are carried by the north wind,
We, like animals, through the fragile crust,
Like birds we will fly up,
We are like people, but they are not,
Just you and me, in this case,
We were joined, lay down through the calm,
The spirit of the Earth rose-for tea,
You know, even the hound verse.
My life is mine again
Days pass, and you’re alone,
Just two paths, two ends,
I ran to you, not fate,
Too different, we’re not a couple.
Sometimes you find it, but you wait,
You leave, you lose, you wander.
I want to wish beautifully,
But I won’t bet on zero,
I’ll bet on the red jackpot,
I know they make bitches happy.
My life is mine again,
I’m free, but keeping an eye out,
Follow me, you’re losing your poison,
From cigarettes that will be inserted,
And