Текст песни Dniwe - iCarus

On a dark road goes Muscovite,
You hear: "Oh my God" - this cry.
From what is so torn anus?
After going on an opposite Icarus.
But why I will not deviate?
I guess I'll sleep at the wheel.

When I see you gazuesh,
Tsoy, baby, you make me care about you.
When you are on an opposite mchishsya under a hundred,
I Icarus, I'm strong I do not care.

Calm nerves by drinking cheap port,
Maybe it slipped through it like David Blaine.
And if I eat matzah Jewish,
It is likely I will die.
Icarus has long dreamed about it,
He had me read a prayer.

When I see you gazuesh,
Tsoy, baby, you make me care about you
When you are on an opposite mchishsya a hundred
In my mind playing group "Cinema".

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