Текст песни СашаStone - Разный снег

fallen snow has melted the fuck he is, we need a fact already in December

and not in a fur coat sleeve pocket on the bag balaclava face in padike waiting

I Claudia I press a key on your klvae chickens pecking bruises on lvake

sat puke Tralee wali tusovka Doody your brother Woody Woody Woodpecker

Bayar wake of sensible prespeshnik go look posnezhnik because there is no snow

from the sky is from the Negro Powder marafeta white fluffy

with milled salt crystals in prisoleny Papier zakalocheny \

bitch juicy snow white like milk but not liquid poroshkavidny

poison it all for you this kind of garbage and I'm waiting for a eblan

from the sky when the attacks even though she is a neighbor snowflake ebashit his little wife

even on my window in the kitchen getting cold Pshonka with milk and salt with Sakharkov

 a little seasoning there still êàî different green and red