Текст песни М.Токарев - Приторный ноябрь

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Sugary November.

Early November ,
The smell of socks and cookies .
Booze , flesh January
It is to you , quieter drive !

Running on the film width 35 ,
Coats skinny , over !
Luz , yes snot at minus 5 .
This is mine, quieter vlochenie !

As mud clouds
Along the fallen trees ,
I tread in bubble gam
And I will throw off your feathers !

To go in November ,
Throw it , forget it!
But ahead , quieter , December ,
Simpler and easier - to wash down !