Текст песни Макабр - По улицам

In the puddles of London, under the wind Winter
Laughter pierces the man in a hat jester.
The beauty of the weather, my friend, yes.
On constricted and flat roads
I hung captive freedom.
Cigarettes are not forgotten, matches will ask the homeless.
Twinkling stars at night, the planet loves me.
Step pursues step shadow is removed.

Quietly, he withdrew from the dead man's jacket
Now I smell smertyu-
She is my only friend for life.
And on the streets after the janitor Shagayu
This hard worker does not like to live in the mud.
My role is serious, as the ideas of Theodor K.
Thoughts cheerful. All village neurons weighed and decided to sing the song.
Thanks to Tesla.
Citizen-one God-one. Is not it interesting to believe.
The men, horses, pony girl,
And I'm curious to create his own style.

Bidi cigarettes alternating with the coffee.
The boys sell some packs.
"Horky challah badges" Buddha hello.
The confusion found - Pakistan, not India
I have a couple of bags. hurt them
Discounts will not be the guy
"Dan van" and delete the trash.

So the day passed. The reason - the eternal student.
Customize need. We are not three:
Sanchez, but your humble servant, my husband.
Bit and listen to this heresy that pour onto the paper, and dogs.
Hello philosophers. I'm not familiar with the concept of friendship.
And you, my elders, in search of light in the realm of dim
Dance brighter than girls in tight dresses.

Obscurantism in fashion, but I do not fancy.
I do not swallow snot, swallow the smoke.
James Brown yells powerfully
And I cry in rhythm.