Текст песни Пуля Дезерт Игла - 18.До девяносто шестого

How good it was before
To live without fucking falsehood
There was no such thing before
Until ninety-six

& quot; Just Maria & quot; on TV
By cow shit on a bike
In childhood everything was so cool
Until ninety-six

Everyone seemed to be honest.
Outside is interesting
I did not think then what would be fucking
After ninety-six

In the summer they played tag
From a hill in the winter on the sledge
Sorry not to return it again
Childhood to ninety-sixth

My childhood is up to ninety-six