оральные хулиганы - Мы ещё не прощаемся
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We're going into the sunset
How is your dad going to the store?
For bread and cigarettes
You turned around to look
Didn't he look back?
And he's gone

The whole summer is ahead
in which you
Nothing to do
Childhood is over
Everyone has gone somewhere
And you're still here

Can of beer in hand
Dumplings in a pan
Spinning in a waltz
You look at everything through your fingers
And everything around dissolves

Finding strength with difficulty
For one phone call
It only contains a few words
Yes mom everything is fine
I'll call you later

Don't be sad my friend
We're not saying goodbye yet
I won't lie to you
What is the beginning
Of course not
But what's most important
It's far from over

Don't be sad my friend
No need

Don't be sad my friend
We sing on the street groove
I don't have enough internet to play this game, I want a lot of speed, I want to say
I want it, I love it, I cut it like a surfer into stripes of feelings
As usual - I rush, unusually - I fly
The champions are somewhere nearby and I’m completely within my reach, as usual, I’m addicted to heights for fun
As usual, I was really fucked up by everything.
Everything is fucked up, not tears, but I know
I try and get off, but I come across the evil one again
Tigers bathe in a crimson river
The blood spreads more and less
Because love, how pleasant your evening is
The sword in the head cuts sweet speeches
We don't say goodbye - because we are eternal