Текст песни гардэша - вашим дворам

When all this will not be around me,
Remains I without a blot, a friend.
And round the circle, and I do Che's something wrong,
Or why did the hand fell over there?
The stage is huge, it would be enough for everyone,
But there is a difference between desire and manichki to success.
Here nehuy to do what you would not have been there greyhounds
This is the same as the blood of a broken nose.
Very seriously and in no way arbitrary,
In large doses it produced clandestinely,
Then the quiet, most likely closer to Saturday
On your page, it melted me in front.
There will be many and strong fawn comments
Hearts left and phrases that give wrong.
At night, as amended, I understand this horror,
I will write the next, there would not be such.

Yes! I'm concerned about every hand.
And that digging through the tinted with loud echo.
We rasstusovyvaya that what your yards.
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