Текст песни Туристы - Жги Понты

Day, your Cayene cast a shadow
on the corner next to the tea house
lunch you sit, smoke, sleep,
hiding under the eyes and a tan suit ...

Chorus:

Burn all bridges, all Ponte again!
Let it be called glamorous world is yours
burn all bridges all Ponta time, burn all the bridges are all show-off ....

Night, you do not throw away suddenly
Calvin Clein and surrender dirty passion
Club .... many lips, many hands
many bodies you give yourself for happiness

Chorus:

Burn all bridges, all Ponte again!
Let it be called glamorous world is yours
burn all bridges all Ponta time, burn all the bridges are all show-off ...

let it be Courchevel
or Nice Grand Hotel
Your rivers and seas as paper smolder
World drawn thee
It will be close to me
your money and words are worthless ...... not worth anything!

Chorus:

Burn all bridges, all Ponte again!
Let it be called glamorous world is yours
burn all bridges all Ponta time, burn all the bridges are all show-off ...