Jordan Bonga - Морозы
текст песни

Again frosts came my sneakers
I’ll dress warmer, otherwise the frosts will not warm
We usually have fucked in Surgut how cold
but the kid fucking goes further by the divinces

Air temperature is lower and lower
a blizzard covers the city quieter and quieter
And now -34 and plus the wind
We haven't pouted that way, we still have everything in a pipette

I amputing a voice with cigarettes
if they do not help, then who will help me
It’s cold to smoke on the street
I will go to the brother and make a bit

maybe it will take two or three hours
But it's worth it, I will release fit with them
Let's move to the beat of the blows
move your hands to positively insert
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Frosts, red noses, cigarettes
The temperature has long been 80
Of course there is no such frost yet
And we do not want to die under the snow
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A new story will begin a Happy New Year
All sorts of holidays: New Year, Christmas
I hope God will forgive me for the grass
I'll give up soon as a university I will act

In the meantime, I will move in severe frosts
The fingers will freeze
I will take cooks, put on warm socks
And I'm ready to plow snow deserts

There are a lot of people on the street I will tell you
Someone comes from the rink, who is the other way around there
And it seems that this frost is not afraid of anyone
we are Surgutians, we are all out of place

And I wanted to complete the song on a major note
but it did not work out for me to play a melody
my keyboard has broken from the cold
And when you go under the houses, take care of your heads