Текст песни вера полозкова - Полбутылки рома, два пистолета

Half a bottle of rum, two pistols ,
Bag of clothes - and you're done .
That is what , our summer .
In general, nothing is sacred .

No, I am against armed hooliganism .
Just a gun word clarity and vesch .
I'm twenty -five, my name is Fox , I'm a gangster .
I explain to people the simple things -

Like, this is mine. And this is mine. And this.
The voice is confident, mature .
And it is beautiful, our summer .
When we die , we settle there , perhaps.