Текст песни Олегович - Я объявляю

Like drunken guitar broke the silence
In the face beat drums, threw somewhere string
It is a pity that I do not know where I was four days
It is a pity that there was not a pocket ruble

I love this sweet life
Promises, hopes, dreams
They live far from land
Suppose that we are bogged down in business and debt
Just past the clouds float
So like ships

I wanted to batten down the hatches, hide barely breathing
But in my pocket and rustle glitches sheburshatsya
And in my pocket while bit between their teeth
And in my pocket muse - pens, ass, two wings

I love this sweet life
Promises, hopes, dreams
They live far from land
Suppose that we are bogged down in business and debt
Just past the clouds float
So like ships

I declare this is fucking blue sky
I declare this time fucking gold
I declare the sale of all songs and poems
I declare this song Golden superhit

I love this sweet life
Promises, hopes, dreams
They live far from land
Suppose that we are bogged down in business and debt
Just past the clouds float
So like ships ...