Асхат Ош - База
текст песни

The lights of houses shine brightly

I'm twisting a phone disk

Rise the pipe to the call

They answer is not at home

But I know that this night

All friends will gather in our house

We will sing until morning for sure

What we are all familiar with will be repeated



They are already sleeping under the Almighty

And no one will touch his dream

And on the lower floor

Our neighbor groans from noise

But does not scare us that he is aching

And screams to us that there is no rest in the morning

And nothing will stop us

We do not want to lose expensive for us