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Играю роль Градусы, градусы Все улыбки здесь не от радости В нашем бокале мечты, и только Под градусом мне улыбаешься ты Градусы, градусы Все улыбки здесь не от радости В нашем бокале мечты Я и ты Одинокая, сонная, лунная Невесомая, безрассудная Я найду тебя в холоде урбана Я ищу тебя круглыми сутками Я увижу тебя в блике строк В этом платье (что?) катастрофа Суки пялятся, будто бы лопнуло Тебе нравится эта музлота Украсть бы тебя с вечеринки Мои пластинки, чекать твои снимки Во власти угара тратить филки По классике я всё уронил там Но, скоро это закончится Поклонники и поклонницы Сводит с ума бессонница Хах! Привет, одиночество Градусы, градусы Все улыбки здесь не от радости В нашем бокале мечты, и только Под градусом мне улыбаешься ты Градусы, градусы Все улыбки здесь не от радости В нашем бокале мечты Я и ты Сегодня думаю о тебе, запахи на одежде Все звонки най посланы вежливо Я такой наглый или просто несдержанный? Мне очень надо на replay эти нежные губы Откуда ты в моей голове так надолго? Окутала, собирая фильмы из осколков Шутера, ночью параллельно и тонко Запутанные в омуте твоих глаз бездонных Замиксованых в тусовке Босота и красотки дают сотку на шмотки Голосом в song'е берут соло наисходке На руках золото, и в них солод с водкой Но скоро это закончится Поклонники и поклонницы Сводит с ума бессонница Привет, одиночество Градусы, градусы Все улыбки здесь не от радости В нашем бокале мечты, и только Под градусом мне улыбаешься ты Градусы, градусы Все улыбки здесь не от радости В нашем бокале мечты Я и ты Сегодня я найду тебя по хэштегу Остановится планета, мы в ней Альфа и Омега Сегодня мы с тобой умчим на край света Исчезаем незаметно в наш финал, наше лето В нём градусы, градусы Все улыбки здесь не от радости В нашем бокале мечты, и только Под градусом мне улыбаешься ты Градусы, градусы Все улыбки здесь не от радости В нашем бокале мечты Я и ты Ты!

Though the night be dark and fearful Though we face the dimming day Though the heart be sad and tearful Trust in Him, He will light the way Raise your Voices! Raise your voices! Praise to Him- the living word To the heaven high ascending Raise your voices to the Lord Through the mists in this vale of sorrow Through the glass we but darkly see We will rise again tomorrow Then, our eyes will lifted be Raise your voices! Raise your voices! Praise to Him- the living word To the heaven high ascending Raise your voices to the Lord Long the road that has no ending Far the path that has no return And the soul is ever wending To the place it first was born See the host of angels sing When they hear that trumpet sound When the piper's call is ringing Than shall my soul be ever homeward bound Raise your voices! Raise your voices! Praise to Him- the living word To the heaven high ascending Raise your voices to the Lord Mountains tall and seas will thunder One unceasing shorus sing Heav'n and earth will sleep no longer Than the universe as one will sing Raise your voices! Raise your voices! Praise to Him- the living word To the heaven high ascending Raise your voices to the Lord! Raise your voices to the Lord!

To lay me down, once more To lay me down with my head in sparklin' clover To lay me down, on e last time, to lay me down To be with you, once more, to be with you With our bodies close together Let the world go by, like the clouds a'streamin' To lay me down, on e last time, to lay me down To lay me down, to lay me down, to lay me down, one last time To lay me down To lie with you, once more, to lie with you With our dreams entwined together To wake beside you, my love still sleepin' To tell sweet lies, one last time and say good night To lay me down, to lay me down, to lay me down, one last time To lay me down, one last time, to lay me down To lay me down, to lay me down, to lay me down, to lay me down To lay me down

Yo soy el muchacho alegre Que me amanezco cantando Con mi botella de vino Y mis amigos tomando Si quieren saber quién soy Pregúntenselo a cupido Yo soy el muchacho alegre Del cielo favorecido (Échele) No tengo padre ni madre Ni quien se duela de mí Solo la joven que adoro Se compadeció de mí Hasta las piedras del campo Tiran en contra de mí Solo la cama en que duermo Se compadece hoy de mí (Música) Tengo mi par de caballos Para la revolución Uno se llama el Jovero Otro se llama el Gorrión No tengo padre ni madre Ni quien se duela de mí Solo la cama en que duermo Se compadeció hoy de mí Ya con esta me despido A orillas de un campo verde Y aquí se acaban cantando Versos del muchacho alegre

(Sil on the beat, too) Uh-uh, uh-uh (Yeah) Uh-uh, uh-uh Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' (Yeah) Can't tell me shit (Oh, oh, oh, oh) I done asked you, "What's your name?" I done asked you, "What's your game?" (Yeah, bitch) Pull up in a whip that cost half a M (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Haven't known what's the name I think it's a Celine, ah, yeah, she wanna be part of my gang She wanna get with the team Prolly wanna take pictures with me Prolly wanna take pictures with Trip' (Uh, yeah) She run out screamin' now, she 1400 I can show you how to go get some motherfuckin' money But first, nigga, you gotta want it Nigga, I ain't trippin' on shit, I ain't sad, I'm just bluntin' I'm prolly thinkin' 'bout havin' some money With me, a bad lil' bitch, long hair, fat ass, and I love it She prolly thinkin' 'bout having a hubby (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm prolly thinkin' 'bout having a new bitch letting her hair blow Tell her, "Put that in a hairbow" (Go, go, go) Still selling motherfuckin' elbows (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Put that on the L-O, yeah, these niggas know how I'm rockin' These niggas know how I get (Yeah) I pull down my shirt whenever I hop out my whip (Woo, woo, woo) I had to cover my glick (Yeah) I'm tryna bake me a nigga, bake him like a fish (Bow, bow) Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' (Yeah) Can't tell me shit Yeah, goin' hard (Go, go, go) Every day, goin' hard, yeah I got racks for days (Go), goin' hard Grew up in them trenches (Go), you couldn't tell me nothin' Yeah, grew up up on that block, boy, I'm mama's son (Bah) Pullin' up, fleet of trucks like Obama's son (Bah, yeah) I've been selling out arenas, like I'm Donda's son (Gang) Told em' "Make a wish" like I'm Cosmo and Wanda's son (Ha) My future bright, my heart dark like it ain't got the Sun (Ha) I heard you're racin' to the top, boy, you better run Niggas know that I'm the shit, boy, you better plunge They like "Trip, where you get that drip?" Boy, it's one of one (Shit, bitch) I heard them pussy niggas thought that I was one and done (Shit, shit) I'm from 800 where them choppers spray, we run and gun (Bah) I thought a pussy ass bitch nigga said somethin' (Brah, brah, brah) Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' (Yeah) Can't tell me shit