Торба на Круче - Drug
текст песни

Hello friend, my dear friend.
Extended legs and crossed hands
You did not see, you did not meet my death.
It was just luck.

You have a plan, a real plan.
Probably boxes and even a glass.
Perhaps even something else.
I'm glad you came. This is good.

I no longer have a father and mother
They were taken by punishers for a long time.
There is no Akrobata brother.
There is only the expectation of you, my friend.

I don't have a wife, no children.
There is a head - a container of ideas
But there are no ideas, as there are no people.
There is only the expectation of you, my friend.

I have no land, water, fire.
No air. No and I have
No love, no dislike.
There is only the expectation of you, my friend.

I have no light, hot water
Food and other nonsense.
No love, no dislike.
There is only the expectation of you, my friend.

Nights ended, the days ended
And in the universe we are not alone
Ended, ended, ended
The expectation of you remains, my friend.

Come, my friend,
I'm sad without you.
Come, my friend,
I'm sad without you.
My friend
My friend

My friend
My friend
Drug friend
Drug friend
Drug Drug
Drug Drug
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