Lyrics Типси Тип - Летаю высоко

I fly high from above I see the floor without glasses
Where the water where the meadow expose it easy
Clown Triko and Rob Buntar Yes
And I'm far from them as if
Jump ala bubk
Noo Wings RVUT ​​Rathes
Where are you going
Hand was washed
From Byovovukhi
High above the area broke out completely
Social noise prison
Do not call moms
I need to make the wind and deliver to the house
I propheted nearby
Bullet on Georgia
I fly the look
I will soon come back moms
Friends
From the flights of Straus I
I'm not afraid of the poison in parachute delicious

Understand me correct
Translate the Spirit No
Only penguin turkey and rooster do not fly

I am writing while flying
I fly while I am writing
Eyes to clarify yes but under the hood
Empty benefit
I will tell you Soviet
Cool your demons steering
This is not a bird of high flight
This is a high flight of a dirty one Epta
Alya yes I.
This is who in the ear
This is my flock already in the air

Past smoke mittal style
Can be seen shelving with bodies
You go back there
Either fly with us
You have a nearby ladies planet
Mystic basement became bastard
In my garage Magic Duff
For you TUP

Communicate eyes
We just multiply kilometers
Above sea level
Against the wind on the curtain
As on airship
My Korean was spoiled to the laws of physics
Behind the map of the section

Keep track of the path
Where to turn around
And become colored those days
When you want all my goals