Текст песни Тёма - Давай, братка...

Drags bitter smoke your cigarettes,
Drags the easy bit, credited his own verse.
Come on, cut in long-range 'brother, carpe diem
Come on, cut one, if not the lights go out
Hammer on the problem and its care
Let the soul cries,
Yes, and not a penny in his pocket,
Look, let's add some volume in the column
Score that it had only long beeps
190 - fly with you
150 - heart beats per second
90 - only the easy bit
Bro, adding the move, let the mind sleeps
The night, as usual presses his temples,
Light distant lights he kicks us
Verse closer to the finale
Bro, turn up the volume ladies chorus beginning
Chorus:
Drags its bitter smoke cigarettes
Drags the easy bit, credited his own verse
Come on, cut in long-range 'brother, carpe diem
Come on, cut one, if not the lights go out