Recipes of this cuisine, severe frosts
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Stitches, muddy movements, in the evenings and in the morning
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It's easy once you go for a walk
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Find a couple of roads among the lanes
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Recipes of this cuisine, severe frosts
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Stitches, muddy movements, in the evenings and in the morning
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It's easy once you go for a walk
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Find a couple of roads among the lanes
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There were three of them in the car - no one survived
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They flew under Kamaz so that they cut off the roof
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The screech of brakes, in this one-year-old "Fifteen"
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Opal colors they didn't stand a chance
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Sniffed tightly - blasphemy, they don't give a fuck
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We drowned one hundred and sixty at night along Sadovoye
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No one noticed the "Repair Works" sign
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It was already too late to slow down anyway.
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I don’t know who is more lucky: who has conditional
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Or who is on the bunk behind the concrete fence?
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Acquisition, sale, by prior agreement,
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But the second has a chance to go free
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Free from swamps, cubes and muddies
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Pharmacies, tranquilizers and mental hospitals
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Operatives, corrupt skins
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Terrible nurses and greedy hucksters
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I was smart enough not to go further
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Wheels, marijuana and mushrooms in the country
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I tried to screw somehow - successfully
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There were parkopan and sidnokarb in use, a pack each
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It seemed to be cool
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And even if I'm not baptized,
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But somewhere there is an angel
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Who saved me from this hole
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Cold bath, again on the hands of the blade
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A strange song plays on repeat in the mafon
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If only I knew then what would happen to me if
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Connect seven numbers, who will answer me there?
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Again that familiar, beloved voice,
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And I didn't think that I could remember your number
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Do you remember me? |
You can't forget a hundred pounds
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I showed you love riddled with lies
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Even a blood transfusion did not help
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Although sometimes those tears with salt were expensive
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Scandals - "Where's my money, you fucking moron?!"
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"Shut up! |
Don't yell at me you crazy bitch!
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Your sister took it, overdressed whore!
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In the neighboring house of Maz, get out something worthwhile
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Not analgin powder, but a product from the south
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Traffic from Afghanistan to Moscow, roads, grams
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Quite inexpensive, equipment went through the veins
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Everything valuable from the house was sold long ago
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The air is bad, again in search of methadone
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In familiar huts again cook black
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Sidekick from the area - a bracho by misfortune
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Brother, help me out, take your part
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Divorce in the eyes, higher price, the check broke
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Thank God, today everything is not so hard
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Recipes of this cuisine, severe frosts
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Stitches, muddy movements, in the evenings and in the morning
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It's easy once you go for a walk
|
Find a couple of roads among the lanes
|
Recipes of this cuisine, severe frosts
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Stitches, muddy movements, in the evenings and in the morning
|
It's easy once you go for a walk
|
Find a couple of roads among the lanes
|
Recipes of this cuisine, severe frosts
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Stitches, muddy movements, in the evenings and in the morning
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It's easy once you go for a walk
|
Find a couple of roads among the lanes |