Текст песни Янка Дягилева - Мне все кричат берегись

I'll have to crawl
From the declaration of war on all four strings
From Spring narrow-minded to all four walls
From burnt meal for all four of trouble
From the generation of evil in four black numbers
Throw the old uniform rubbed someone up holes ...

I do ppidetsya
Without sympachnyh blue birds without paznoshepstnyh pesnits,
Yes pepeppavit with ytpa that did not happen vchepa,
Leave the car and ppodolzhaet gpyazny pepegon
In still hot from previous ash on a makeshift broom
Raskinyt pyki in a dream not to zapnytsya in the darkness ...

I ppidetsya ppomenyat
Ostocheptevshy Rite on smeptonosny snapyad,
Skpipychy styl at the table for the children kpik yglom,
Wreath spytannyh poz on deppessivny psychosis
Psychedelic pay on tris bolt in sapay ...
I do kpichat - Bepegis!
I do kpichat - Bepegis!