Каспийский Груз - Греет
текст песни

First verse: Caspian cargo
I'm at the window. Where heating is.
There are twenty of them outside the fighters window
Mop detachment, cordon, wound UAZ
Ask to quit weapons and go with their hands raised

And I'm sitting and calling mom
I sit and call my back to the battery. Mom, take it as soon as possible
I will say “no, I don’t get sick”, I will say “yes, everything is fine”
I will say no, you don’t get old, ”he will say that on sick leave

I will say, mom, I was a complete moron
I just understood everything that you told me
And while you cleaned, erased, soap
I did not appreciate this power Persil

You asked me to give my study
You said: "Look, Galka has a son"
But the home does not answer, the cell phone too
I'm calling the worker, it can ...

And they ask me to stay on the line
They say my call is very important for them
And I have hands from tattoos and cold blue
And outside the window the detachment something was silent too much

Soon charging will sit down and the owner of the charging too
Maybe he will hear a call, maybe I will get through
And this hope warms me so
Although rather, this is a battery

Chorus:
Livery pours like a bucket. Cold winds blow
But there is something stronger
And he warms us.
I would have to make it warmer, but I myself do not know how
And you pray for me my dear
While I fall down, fall to the bottom ...

Second verse: LOC-DOC
I don’t see many of these anymore.
Everything is already on different sides of the movement.
Previously from Milan to the Tower in Paris.
Now they are on the phone of laveki and boobs.
I live my quiet life again.

Sometimes I go where we were tormented together.
The yards are breathing other air.
"- Hello, I am so, everything is in force,
I transfer to Qiwi. "

Find under the blue mitsubishi communication.
If we can change something,
Then this is an exchanger.
After all, it is better to die than to kneel.

I am also a captive.
Relieve me from a violent head.
I fly to the islands, but I drag myself with myself, alas.
Probably the commandments were right.

Thought hit the brains more powerful than the "white widow."
And I swaying from her cruelty, I left the house.
Seeing how steel blades, reins of society,
They reflected the light in my face, but ...

I will leave this verse without details.
And as a result, the story was still sad.
- Okay, hanging up the phone.
Hugged to the crunch.

I have to give out the memory of an empty
For contemporary art, then listen.

Chorus: [x2]
Livery pours like a bucket. Cold winds blow
But there is something stronger
And he warms us.
I would have to make it warmer, but I myself do not know how
And you pray for me my dear
While I fall down, fall to the bottom ...

Third verse: Caspian cargo
Wake up from children's laughter.
Wake up, all such in trouble. What then?
A sluggish gait, like hippo towards the kitchen,
Claires float there in milk.
In trouble, small toys scattered everything.

In the footsteps, hot should be scolded, I did not.
Get the album old, flip through.
Like turning on the headlights in the old places.
He warms the plaid and under a plaid touch.

Guess the plot as if I were shooting.
Although not, not me.
They warm friends of friends, those in the distance.
To warm them, he also called them recently.

There is a cigarette and in the cold with a foot in the courtyard.
He warms coffee while the neighbor is freezing and warming the motor.
Heats the chocolate cake for his birthday.
But the candles that reminded the age do not warm.

And I have to run home with all my feet
To that one.
Say "I love" to warm in response,
Well, after the dinner warmed.

Chorus: [x2]
Livery pours like a bucket. Cold winds blow
But there is something stronger
And he warms us.
I would have to make it warmer, but I myself do not know how
And you pray for me my dear
While I fall down, fall to the bottom ...