Jahmal TGK - Глубинка
текст песни

I could under the windows along the swamps
Rain crushes drops on a soot
Supporting, this city is a concrete coffin
It is amazing that someone still lives here
Simple people bend its backs
He believes in something, awaits something
No notes, but there is no one (no, not that note)
Here no one sings by notes
They put a bolt on people
Sport - Fighting from drunk hordes
Comfort, comfort is somewhere far away
Ah, give a hand to the stall
Blue binding a year
Beat someone a muzzle
Singing: "Close your filthy mouth"
Rushing forward until he meets an uppercot
Ay, ends this edge endlessly
Factory, black smoke, black firmament
Scoop, not a single flashlight, ept
At all, nothing happens here
But there you are on business in the morning
There is fog above the river, yes, there is our team
Everything is in half there, yes
Veranda is filled with ringing laughter
Above the lake sunset, silence, as to order
Noisy poplars (ehe, fucking)
They walk there to the last ruble
Every day starting from scratch
Earth is charged (land charged)
Behind the fences of the field (behind the fences of the field)
In the pockets of the golyak, but I heard they say
That a lot of coal (wow, fucking)
But not to impress (but not to impress)
Under the king’s nose (under the king’s nose)
From a moaning ship
The last salt is revealed the soul