Platino - СтереоТип
текст песни

White snow inserts cooler cocoon
And winter dies in the arms of spring
And there is not enough vitamin in the blood
Which destroys mine ... ..
And I walk in the dirty puddles
Hatred, expressing mud with saliva
They circle around me with bright light
And I am a boy God
Instead of the heart, a star
Aha ... star ....
Aha ....

Chorus:
Throw bouquets of flowers at my feet
Devote the notebook of the best verses
After all, I am still alive, because I am not killed
After all, I am a boy-boy, a stereotype boy

The windows were again pretended to be mirrors
I will break them with my cry
With all the stained with mascara eyes
Whisper in the ear: "I love you!"
Before going to bed I damage the stars
Sky, motion of earthly plates
I'm not afraid of anything
I am a boy-boy, a stereotype boy

Chorus:
Throw bouquets of flowers at my feet
Devote the notebook of the best verses
After all, I am still alive, because I am not killed
After all, I am a boy-boy, a stereotype boy

Throw bouquets of flowers at the feet
Devote the notebook of the best verses
After all, I am still alive, because I am not killed
After all, I am a boy-boy, a stereotype boy