Гуляй Рванина feat. Pastor Napas - Протри зрачки
текст песни

Wipe the pupils
The journey will be gloomy
Ground voice (Jackie)
In fat bass stained
Two thousand twenty -second
For hibernation
Rapper on the stage fell out
To writhe to the plain
My voice on the bit
To remove the doors from the loops
So that the sweat was accumulated from bodies to
You got a lot from that
This is a protest about those
To all sorts of shy
Who has hone over the years
Stone immunity
This is a clearance for those
Who is in a march
Che-nie rowing
In pitch darkness
Not without loss years later
Flags whistle
And in the news fucked up
But in the news they fuck
We put on a hood
Lenses put on faces
Not the time to have fun
But time is Visilitsa
Words fly to the membrane
In order to pour out the essence
In order to pour out the essence
Cold with a draft took a room
I'm all for later, but for whom the bell calls
Words get stuck with ice lips.
From trouble running to troubles Duma drive
Cold with a draft took a room
I'm all for later, but for whom the bell calls
Words get stuck with ice lips.
From trouble running to troubles Duma drive
I see demons in their eyes
These people are obsessed
They hinted so often
I wanted all we were alive
In these dark and evil times
All visibility of the veil was weed
Faces washed ramps
Laing flooded with a dog
Beggarly bending
I carry my burden quietly
He will pass and this dirt
He was wet through for a long time
This rain extinguishes passions
Lered fear and anger
They hold parity, we tolerate
We spin like a ham on a spit
There is no immortality
They hold parity, we tolerate
We spin like a ham on a spit
There is no immortality