Текст песни Магу - 2ое Августа

Falling asleep in three can not rise up before twelve
I wipe my eyes, I get out of the abyss of the carotid
Outside, the charm of the area illuminated by the sun
In the end, they say doguly streets after a cup of coffee with milk
Wearing gray with a white Nike soplёy, I say goodbye to a computer
One of us calls and says, "can paint a brother?"
I say yes, I'll just be glad
A Th there with paint will think?
Although the weather is, you first need to blow
Shit bro, maybe later?
First risanёm, beer popem
Along the paths and mahnёm ebanёm
Silver Faktsar together
And the weather is not bad
And my noggin full of positive and without smoke and without all the nice beer
Here Vishniac platform - drive past
It was hot, I'm fucked, though you laugh, though you cry
We are going to kursach
It opened new boutiques
Selecting cans nehuёvy
Doug Nikitos we do skidos
From soul bro as usual respektos
Che may be a bridge, Beg jump at the station ebanёm
Then in the area, with all the guys SARF fire
As a result, firing driver condom
With Beck jump bummer, we tolerated everything else for later
We're going to peter aka 47, Nevsky Prospect, Neva
Pinned to the Ural repack
I clapped their hands with joy
Again, I go to sleep and wake up at three until twelve