F.P.G. - Танец
текст песни

In the morning there is no place in the river bed
In the morning the religion of the fight will begin
In the morning I hope to get off the mel
In dreams float as paper signs

In the morning there is thirst, but no pity
In the morning words do not have meanings
In the morning the river will take you away
You like a shine, empty bowl of patience

CHORUS:
Bab-Shuba
Dance mined fire
Bab-Shuba
Dance on eternal fire
Bab-Shuba
Dance saving day
Bab-Shuba
Dance leading to trouble
Baba Luba-Shiba Ba-Eeeee

In the morning you are sick, you breathe a hookah
In the morning you believe in the possibility of salvation
In the morning - you are a rabbit, caught
Rad like a child, a boiler with jam

In the morning there is hunger, but there is no choice
In the morning in the preservation of nervous cells
If you are in the morning, floating around the river
Next to the bed rich tablets