Текст песни ТеорияСтрун - Марс

I close my pocket
Removing my success
I'm collecting a paraglider
For the sake of all kinds of fun

I'm leaving from you
I'll grab a spacesuit
I'm leaving for Mars
Because I want so much

There is not important your status
To yourself you are there king
The climate here is not simple
In the dusty dusty here all the salt

Alco sols
Caution
Brother, dilute a quarter kola
It's not hard to get lost here.

Hey girlfriend, we alone are so dangerous
I'm off the reels, then I'll explain for NASA
We'll rise up in these mountains drunk
On Earth, we would be called strange with you

And at night red is not to sleep
The explosion on the table together
To satisfy her want
I thirst for dancing

I love the parabola
Thin lips are yours
I'm climbing the sunrises
Past Coastal Stars

You comet flared up
Tail back you take away
You lower your orders
And a little patience

Did it hurt if we
Marceau-earthers
Close, distant
Raise your hands upwards

And the hell with the two stop
I'd better rip my throat
I'm in no hurry
A bright light I muffle

The sun will rise, but for now
You can make clouds
I'll take care of you in the morning
Haye on on on on on on on