Текст песни Лесоповал - Форточки-лопатники

Lyrics: Michael Tanic Music: Sergei Korzhukov .: Use artist Lesopoval

Before thieves strict law
I was not allowed because,
What a year I was on the hegemon
Plaster taught in vocational schools.

Hanging in the squad Lenin in a black frame,
Scrap dragged quietly,
And I left with the legitimate thieves
From the pioneers right in the camp.

CHORUS:
Oh, vents - Lopatnikov,
Oh, fomochki - master key!
And the beer I salted
Crackers chew,
After a gray quilted jacket
Seven years on roll
I squander their youth.

Each hut has ssykuha,
I rented a corner and is
Total have the nickname Vova Fly
And a modest profession - con.

And we will not write letters
From award tundra and taiga,
Pine needles to suck,
So as not to drop the skis from scurvy.

CHORUS.

Lucko I namahalsya and shovel,
And build with you this lawlessness,
But before you do not blame me -
All it took, I have already spent.

CHORUS:
Oh, vents - Lopatnikov,
Oh, fomochki - master key!
And the beer I salted
Crackers chew,
After a gray quilted jacket
Seven years on roll
I squander their youth. /3 times/