Текст песни Братья Гримм - Барабан

Bored young guys day
And fledge after sunset
Again tables-tac-toe, sponzhiki-knives
They do not care about black holes
They locked up their empty apartments
Again night caressed, people marked the snowstorm

I rotate the drum, the drum
I give greetings before
I rotate the drum, the drum
Talk openly

The drum, the drum
And I'm someone will give a head start, I will give a head start
I rotate the drum, the drum
A-ha.

He boils the blood, clutching his hands
And in the transitions and the stadium
Crushing walls and & quot; geldings & quot;
Nemer forces
Passes the night and young children
Fade, but after sunset ...
Again tables-tac-toe, sponzhiki-knives.

I rotate the drum, the drum
I give greetings before
I rotate the drum, the drum
Talk openly

The drum, the drum
And I'm someone will give a head start, I will give a head start
I rotate the drum, the drum
A-ha.

I rotate the drum, the drum
I give greetings before
I rotate the drum, the drum
Talk openly

The drum, the drum
And I'm someone will give a head start, I will give a head start
I rotate the drum, the drum
A-ha.