Тимур - Курильщикам трудно без плана.
текст песни

It is difficult for smokers without a plan
Watery in the eyes of a mirage
There is a caravan from Iran
And a lot is lucky Anashi

Fragrant plan ...

Do not buy anywhere without difficulty

Be a caravan, be I always acute!

How difficult it is to reach the well,
When there is no more strength
And the heart does not seem to be hit
And the light is already white.

Oh, Karakum, be cursed your black sand.
Shaitan Typhoon, you are very hard in the desert ...

There is no water in the vessel,
And the lips are whispering about her.
People were exhausted in the desert

From hot Iran rays.

Oh, Karakum, be cursed your black sand.
Shaitan Typhoon, you are very hard in the desert ...

Oh, life, what is you velven for
Give people at least a drop of water.
Death after a caravan will sneak,
Sand notice traces.

The fragrant plan cannot be taken anywhere without difficulty,
Be a caravan, be I always acute!

There is no water in the vessel,
The guitar is tired of playing
Only on the very morning
She sounded again ...

And everyone sticks out, their eyes turned red like a poppy ...
And everyone sticks out - the jamb walks in a circle ...



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