Текст песни Каспийский груз — Табор уходить в небо
Оригинальный текст и слова песни Табор уходить в небо:
Не верю б*ять людям и рыбам,
Если люди не близкие, а рыбы не искренние.
Видать в ментовках закончились ластики,
Что б наши делишки почистить б*я.
Нас видно в бокс под землю, раз нас не видно,
Или мы каждый в своей перхоти, чисто по мирной.
Чисто по миру, переобувшись,
Керя километражи на мерене мерил,
И на мой бонг, как на боинг много пассажиров.
Тут потеряют твое тело заживо да живо,
Тогда скажи нам кто тут нажива.
Если 5 перед лицом и сзади 3 сложи на,
Простая арифметика.
Видел б*я многих в президенты метят как,
Видел, как табор уходит в небо.
А за ним души тех, кто не стал президентом.
И первым что вынесут ноги.
Страшнее всего забыть близких пароль и логин,
И как ты не старайся Майсан,
Тебя нагнут тут б*я в позу доги.
Было бы пару лямов б*ять, у меня было пару лямов,
Я бы поменял их не глядя, хотя нет не поменял бы.
Перевод на русский или английский язык текста песни — Табор уходить в небо исполнителя Каспийский груз:
I do not believe people b * ive and fish,
If people are not close, but the fish are not sincere.
Looks mentovku ended erasers,
What would our affairs brush b * i.
We have seen in the box under the ground, we just can not see,
Or are we in their own dandruff purely peaceful.
Clean World pereobuvshis,
Kerian kilometers performed by Meryl measurements,
And in my bong as many passengers on the Boeing.
Then lose your body alive so vividly,
Then tell us who’s gain.
If the face 5 and 3 folded on the back,
Simple arithmetic.
* I’ve seen used many presidential labeled as
He is seen as the Queen of the Gypsies.
And for him the souls of those who did not become president.
And that will make the first leg.
Terrible thing to forget close login and password,
And as you do not try to Maysan,
You then used to bend * I pose dogs.
It would be a couple of Lyamov b * ive, I had a couple of Lyamov,
I would change them without looking, although there have not changed.
Queen of the Gypsies,
I am robbed even where there was not.
The head would be my thoughts smarter guys,
But I’m so stupid that am fit to deputies.
Stop Unlocking,
At 105 my indictment.
Under the table hid the trunk in the muffler,
In general, purely visual, I suspect.
Interior Ministry forces — is the forces of evil,
Tails, horns, hooves, forks.
And when the house of a policeman, MRET cattle, milk kisnet.
We immediately after his release again,
Let the blood on the tiles.
Oper raise an eyebrow in surprise,
What we had to hide in an unknown direction.
There are those who would say even on the Titanic did not ssy,
Those in the Russian folk will add bass.
And we do not cherish the time when we break the clock.
This gangster boys college,
Caspian, kids, Cargo,
And we think our view is correct,
Old trunk, foot to the floor, the 63rd dimensional.
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Видеоклип Каспийский груз
| Не верю б*ять людям и рыбам, Если люди не близкие, а рыбы не искренние. Видать в ментовках закончились ластики, Что б наши делишки почистить б*я. Нас видно в бокс под землю, раз нас не видно, Или мы каждый в своей перхоти, чисто по мирной. Чисто по миру, переобувшись, Керя километражи на мерене мерил, И на мой бонг, как на боинг много пассажиров. Тут потеряют твое тело заживо да живо, Тогда скажи нам кто тут нажива. Если 5 перед лицом и сзади 3 сложи на, Простая арифметика. Видел б*я многих в президенты метят как, Видел, как табор уходит в небо. А за ним души тех, кто не стал президентом. И первым что вынесут ноги. Страшнее всего забыть близких пароль и логин, И как ты не старайся Майсан, Тебя нагнут тут б*я в позу доги. Было бы пару лямов б*ять, у меня было пару лямов, Я бы поменял их не глядя, хотя нет не поменял бы. |
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I do not believe people and fishes,
If people are not close, and the fish are not sincere.
Looks like mentovka ended erasers,
What would our business to clean b * i.
We are seen in boxing underground, since we are not visible,
Or are we each in our own dandruff, purely for peaceful.
Clean the world, pereobuvshis,
Kery mileage on the measure of Meryl,
And in my bong, as on Boeing many passengers.
They will lose your body alive and alive,
Then tell us who is making money here.
If 5 in front of and behind 3 fold on,
Simple arithmetic.
Seen b * I have many presidential labels like
I saw how the camp goes to the sky.
And behind him the souls of those who did not become president.
And the first thing that will make the legs.
The most terrible thing is to forget your close password and login,
And how do you not try Maysan,
You will bend here b * I in a pose dogi.
It would be a couple of lyams b * yat, I had a couple of lyams,
I would change them without looking, although no, I would not change them.
Tabor goes to the sky,
I robbed even where I was not.
In my head would be my thoughts on smarter guys
But I’m so stupid that I am a good deputy.
Stop fused,
According 105 my accusatory.
Under the table, hid the trunk on the muffler,
And in general, visually I’m suspicious.
MIA forces are evil forces
Tails, horns, hooves, forks.
And when the house has a policeman, the cattle dies, the milk is souring.
And we immediately after the release again,
Let’s leave blood on the ceramic tile.
Oper raise an eyebrow in surprise
What we managed to escape in an unknown direction.
Here those who, even on the Titanic will say no ssy,
Those who in Russian folk will add bass.
And we do not save our time when we break the clock.
This gangster guys University,
Caspian, guys, Cargo,
And our view of our view is true,
Old trunk, foot to the floor, 63rd meter.
Не верю б*ять людям и рыбам,
Если люди не близкие, а рыбы не искренние.
Видать в ментовках закончились ластики,
Что б наши делишки почистить б*я.
Нас видно в бокс под землю, раз нас не видно,
Или мы каждый в своей перхоти, чисто по мирной.
Чисто по миру, переобувшись,
Керя километражи на мерене мерил,
И на мой бонг, как на боинг много пассажиров.
Тут потеряют твое тело заживо да живо,
Тогда скажи нам кто тут нажива.
Если 5 перед лицом и сзади 3 сложи на,
Простая арифметика.
Видел б*я многих в президенты метят как,
Видел, как табор уходит в небо.
А за ним души тех, кто не стал президентом.
И первым что вынесут ноги.
Страшнее всего забыть близких пароль и логин,
И как ты не старайся Майсан,
Тебя нагнут тут б*я в позу доги.
Было бы пару лямов б*ять, у меня было пару лямов,
Я бы поменял их не глядя, хотя нет не поменял бы.
I don’t believe people and fish,
If people are not close, and the fish are not sincere.
Looks like in the coppers the erasers are over
What would our affairs be cleaned b * i.
We are seen in boxing underground, since we are not visible,
Or are we each in our own dandruff, purely peaceful.
Purely in the world, having changed
Kerya kilometers in the measure were measured,
And in my bong, like a Boeing, there are a lot of passengers.
Then they’ll lose your body alive and alive,
Then tell us who is here.
If 5 in front of and behind 3 fold on,
Simple arithmetic.
I’ve seen * I’m marked many presidents as
I saw how the camp goes into the sky.
And after him are the souls of those who did not become president.
And the first thing the legs will bear.
The worst thing is to forget your loved ones password and login,
And as you do not try Maysan,
You are bent here b * i in the pose of the dogs.
It would be a couple of lyamas, I had a couple of lyamas,
I would change them without looking, although I wouldn’t change them.
Tabor goes to heaven
I robbed even where I was not.
In my head, my thoughts would be smarter guys
But I’m so stupid that I’m fit as a deputy.
Stop is removed from the fuse,
For 105 my indictment.
Under the table, hid the barrel on the muffler,
And in general, I’m purely visually suspicious.
The forces of the Ministry of Internal Affairs are evil forces,
Tails, horns, hooves, pitchforks.
And when the policeman near the house, the cattle dies, the milk turns sour.
And we immediately after serving again,
Leave blood on the ceramic tiles.
Opera will raise an eyebrow in surprise
What we managed to hide in an unknown direction.
Here those who even on the Titanic say no sss,
Those who in the Russian folk will add bass.
And we do not save our time when we break the clock.
This is the gangster guys of the university,
Caspian, guys, Cargo,
And our view on our view is correct,
Old trunk, foot to the floor, 63rd Meren.
