Текст песни Кладбище Сердец - Гитара

Dry boards throw into the fire by the fire we sit drinking beer
Beautiful girls, guitar in hand - we rest on an equal footing
Sparks in the heavens raises fire
Song campfire sing very quietly
Even if you're a bad poem wrote, not better not worse than the other you have become.

Beer river and my friend under-saws
And he asked me to have a guitar
He began to play the song as an encore
Suddenly someone shouted from the crowd shut up

I did not understand who are here bellowed
Come and tell me what's wrong I played
Before you liked my song.
You say shit? oh .. idika here

Boards for dry fly turnips
Girls like violin ear squeal
And there is no one equal rights
Each guitar broke it