Текст песни Он юн - Иваново

M:

Do not breathe, do not think, do not keep your eyes open,
Do not answer a single phone call.
Remember back from & quot; Home life & quot;
And the whole driving around singing Russian rock?

And then tightened further and Letov.
their vile hoarsely.
Shouted: & quot; You are our bitches, for all the answers! & Quot ;,
Although all the concepts, they answer yourself.

Do not pretend that this is not enough,
And do not try to control the process.
Another trick, leave Ivanovo,
Ivanovo And, you know, the city of brides.

A city suitors, in which case, Magadan.
I can see for myself that it is difficult to understand ...
And the madness is not included in my five-year plan ..
If you see the Internet is something interesting, write to me.

AT:

The train back to the city
On the tables come alive smartphones
Girl in blue soon
Hurried to close the toilets
And freezing roofed platform
Thousands of long-horned beetles
With bright colors evil
Their muscles are tense
They move nodules
Lifting the lid on all the lockers
And the hands of conductors
Nervously plagued form
The train back to the city
It brings the smell of tea and spices
And the cheapest noodle
Windows misted
They draw as a child
Doors that spray steam
Hiss and then explode
Like a curtain revealing
The train back to the city
Snout buried in the stops
From the White Sea resorts
The pale packages parcels
Everyone comes for free
The train shakes the rails
And scratching his wire
And go back
Leaving the rustle of the wheels suitcase
And a joyful roar of the crowd
And from the center of my mashesh you
And you're in the arms of my smothering
I am also very glad you listen
Let's go home and get some sleep
Vperyvye for a long time
All others will not.