Аргентина - Околофутбол
текст песни

City outskirts meet the sun early,
Neither light nor dawn leave the areas sleeping
Guys of strong physique -
Today derby, movements begin early.
Ride in a typewriter, scorch opponents,
On clean hands, without arguments.
Quietly, quietly, the cops are already standing -
Huli, derby! They climbed out of all holes!
Great Football Day, instead of beer - "Nikola"
Like an icebreaker colitis, young man, native open spaces,
But my walls help, so we will meet soon.
No matter how you hide, we’ll find it anyway, argue.
Zorky Scout's eye falls your sturdy at once,
At each metro station, scanning you,
On the highway from five in the morning, the semer has been standing, the bass falls
While the working class is sleeping quietly and calmly ...
Missed in cabbage soup - gather, in response to the bangs
Here is not a chess club, this is a club for men
Fists in blood, Akabs whistles are whistling,
Fair Play traces under the right eye on the fuck
In the courtyard a crowd, a man half
Everything is on sports, the campaign is not simple
-He do? - Fuck, someone shakes bandages
Do not lower your eyes from them, we’ll catch up soon and we
Fucking red light, leaving traces of tires
Two micrics and a couple of cars rush
Having touched the bumper of representatives of sex
The guys hurry to conquer new peaks.
Come out, stretch, knead fingers
Hooligan, all like one bailpiece
-Leo, they moved and go to the avenue ...
Hello.
Come on shit! Faram lit up, Secha rushed
Surprise is an important human factor
The heart beats, blood pulsates into whiskey
Be more careful so that the blow is not missed
In the forefront of the stronger, to the back of the back
Survation who comes from the side, who is huyarite with the rear
Who beats the fallen, who waves his feet,
The fucked passers -by shoot this porridge on the mobile.
Minute, two, three dense makhach
No one is inferior and no one backs back
Gathered, gathered! We are at home
You need to push a little, a little more and drive
Enemies fluttered, you see, do not hold a row
I believe, hands are heavier, but you have to hold a fist
You see a panic in your eyes, you feel - they give up positions
Flapped again, fuck the police sirens!
Well, that’s all, and these half a hundred
One by one lies like words in the text
Nobody gave the slippers, worthy of respect
Do not hang from the penalty to the head - personally my opinion
The heavier the Mahach, the sweeter the victory, and it is with us
Come on the filming until everyone was packed in UAZ
Take off the bandages soon, what are you waiting for?
-Do you go on the ball? -Yes, are you going?
Enemy rags blazing on the Sekotre,
Proud, undefeated children
Smile maliciously, respect their beds
Huli! Everything is honest, so bribes are smooth!