Текст песни Дездемон Сидоров - Я трясу костями в троллейбусе

I'm shaking the bones in the trolley,
Kissed in the winter glass,
I write my songs on the window,
And the body is poisoned with wine ...
On the horns of his electricity,
Knocks out a sparking motive,
And on the box Our Majesty
We are burying, so I'm still alive!
Under the fate of the wheels of inevitability,
I choose one of the roads,
And as a singer of Korean appearance sang,
All the same we are taken to the east ...
I'm shaking the bones in the trolley,
Drunk with the conductor in the trash,
And orem from the glass this song,
Our trolley crawls on the poems ...