Текст песни Сплетение - В дыме сигарет

The cigarette smoke
The world is losing the colors of life,
Moat I & quot; beach-bag & quot ;,
Rain on the muddy glasses hang,
I hear the word & quot; no & quot ;,
No & quot; lave & quot; - Walk, single,
In the dim light of the elevator.

Lanterns are lit -
So here are pushing ganja,
From head to toe
Cop searched, sensing theft.
I drink white poison
Tomorrow morning will be gray,
House let not sleep,
To them I became someone else.

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The cigarette smoke
The cigarette smoke
The cigarette smoke
The cigarette smoke

Verse 2:

At age 18,
Life is a contrast -
Who goes there to serve,
Someone learns otvyaznyh,
And you all in the scrap,
You have your worries -
Herbs booze.

You have a chance
Glue the fins of alcohol,
But you do not care,
Life is not in a rush without moonshine.
Rubbish for lunch,
All unshaven, in dirty rags
In 18 years ...

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