Саня Масква - X5
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Moscow He Five, their guys
Tightly packed, well hidden
Bottoms of cotton top rich
Moscow takes an armful and there is no way back, so

Rada, and there is what pleases,
Drops fall, so there will be a rainbow we go to Otradnoye
today a cloak of a brother but tomorrow,
Everything will be, and money and car and cottage,

Here it will notice everything in snow in hail
Smoke under the ceiling will fall on the floor
And now everything is a little different not so
Everything will be cool just not all at once

Moscow brother will not give a way back,
One -way ticket and there will be given slippers to everyone
and what, in fact, we write lines and steal on tacts
Both along multi -colored lines, or on compacts,

Cleaned compactly urban in order,
And somewhere at 6 in the morning I know, a tractor will pass here
Then Mom's gasters will come out with strollers
Moscow Hello Ostankino Tower, your

Hello from ours call or drop
It doesn’t matter, the main thing is in touch, in the situation,
With a dord iPhone or a black -and -radio,
Brothers and dick and at least by fax

Here it will notice everything with snow and the ice will fall
Smoke under the ceiling will fall on the floor
And now everything is a little different not so
Everything will be cool just not all at once

High -rise houses and high -altitude towers
It is important to me, like this production
And these phrases on bit, full of at once
And if there is a muzonchik, everything will be the first class

Cool when the eyes are not very red
Cool when without a roof red Mazda
No matter what you are, although it is important here,
... tied the bass

Everything will change soon, autumn and leaf fall
Wild cold .. and mercury will fall to the floor and now,
Everything is a little different not so
Everything will be cool just not all at once

Moscow does not brew weakly,
Strong tea and hot porridge the same
This bitos will swing on the outskirts, in a tinted barge,
This is about nothing, and about everything at once,

Morse records, motion production
In Solders clothes, respect for the eldest
Sanya Maskva Moscow in each but how,
But what about Russia in Broat Mother Russia for any mother

Winter will always notice us soon, always nearby,
Smoke under the ceiling will fall on the floor and now,
Everything is a little different not so
Everything will be cool just not all at once

On the avenue, without traffic jams back
Cutting a long pair of km to the Moscow Ring Road
And today everything was fine, so then
And tomorrow let's see what will happen tomorrow ... Brother