Текст песни Krec - Кухня ням ням-жраать

Assai:
I feed the birds with his hands in the city
He shouted in boxes, hit the wall, was hungry.
In the south of Sands I sucked,
Bili bundles rain, smiles lived.
We are committed to the purity of the Hermitage
So it is not napryazhno!
These walls remember the taste Winstona!
The bronchi hiss echoed shots.
Do not drown, but breathe deeply.
We will cross these subjects
Somewhere, where Olga, Anton obdolbany in the trash
In captivity Beach find the captain.
Breathe, everything is what helped Madame,
That is what we owe and what we owe.
Who is here to soak the roots of plants
Then dried, smoked, teasing shadows.
Autumn cook voice solution shout
Monotone pulse bits.
Wizard, we have dreams about you, about your world,
Behind the dunes let's go!