Текст песни ДУХИ ЦЕХА - Абстинент

Everywhere filth everywhere Narco
River flow gallons hunks
And in the fields of poppies shred
Lovers bottoms traction
And in the morning , as a sickle in the balls
Kumar , and there can be no dance
Far lunnoyu gait
On the pit before ! Kumar is not my aunt

Chorus:
All pipes are clogged Butor
toxic ingredients
I myself on myself play in death
Good Morninig, Mr. abstinent

I am a bastard, among the same reptiles
And damn me with a scythe grins
I'm just a hostage rotten layouts
Needle , kumara and zhzhёnye pipe