ChipaChip - Кислород - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Sunny day, cold tea gives some kind of engagement rings, but I don’t have a soul in your soul, hope flies away with seagulls, serenity will be a whistle of a teapot, everything would be sad .. it could be better, if not for these klushi, your voice will stun again in the morning It can be seen that sex on friendship ... although maybe these are just such girlfriends our stamped novel, the boys cut it out, tramal my aroma, we swear there for a couple of amorus again ... I miss ... I non-grata (2 times)