Караоке Бутырка - По этапу
текст песни

By stage, with a verdict on the hands
Between the stations, throwing the news into the post office
Stop, in my life on Earth
Where there is no life, there are no amenities and chaos
No amenities and chaos

The body is here and the soul is far
I spit in a half -drunk convoy
The body is here, for a report to the cops
And the soul, where the mother gave birth
(2 times)

It shakes us, the whole ragged carriage
Cage in a cell, overlapped oxygen
And salty, feed fish for lunch
The tap is closed, and there is simply no water here
And water, there is simply no

Chorus 2 times

Loss