Текст песни OyBRo - сладкого меда

And I would be on a puddle of sweet honey,
then I'd sailed across the sea behind the mountains,
..
And you would sit at the monitor,
I am flipping through a thick, notes and pain !!!
 would like to forget that I do not remember at all,
but how so?
to me if the backyard,
BU was glad to see the old lady in the booze,
lying on the bed with the tenth day of the period,
not knowing that there is in the world of anxiety,
pinching tits aunt's followers in the kitchen,
cut in Gramophone - listen to Good Morning,
Burp in the doorways and sleep on the benches,
carry out transfers and Open a deal.
Stand on your feet firmly, metal alloy.
All pipes "HER BROTHERS, LET THE WEST"!