Lyrics Михаил Шелег и Катя Огонёк - Двадцать пять сантиметров любви

He lived on the street of our boy
Inconspicuous and modest in appearance
But in his crouched panties
Twenty-five centimeters of love.
And when he walked after the shift,
Covered in fuel oil, shirt in dust,
Hit him on the knee
Twenty-five centimeters of love.
Hit him on the knee
Twenty-five centimeters of love.

The women were all glaring at him,
Passion boiled in eyes and blood
And not infrequently, they fought with string bags,
For his centimeters of love.
But once a beautiful Bella,
I met him no offense
And that night she was fucked
Twenty-five centimeters of love.
And that night she was fucked
Twenty-five centimeters of love.

The time has passed and everyone guessed
When Bella was taken to the maternity hospital,
What is not just hanging out in pants
Twenty-five centimeters of love.
Well, the war boomed
And on the front of the guy swept up
And he took to the front like a grenade
Twenty-five centimeters of love.
And he took to the front like a grenade
Twenty-five centimeters of love.

Blue modest handkerchief
Fell from the lowered shoulders.
You promise me, dear friend.
Take care of twenty five centimeters.
But he died heroically in the attack,
they found him dead in a funnel
Feet in the pit, and next to the grass
Twenty-five centimeters of love.
The world has come. And Bella has a son
grows beautiful in appearance
And they grow up in the little ones in pants
Twenty-five centimeters of love.
And they grow up in the little ones in pants
Twenty-five centimeters of love.