I lived in the desert and did not grieve. |
I'm not new there, I guarded.
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If you're in trouble, I'm right here. |
I am a yellow-humped, big camel.
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I ate thorns, spat viscous saliva on everyone (as an informal).
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I'm a desert punk! |
My name is yellow-humped devil, Big camel.
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Once I was walking in the desert at night, and suddenly I found a big oasis
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I took a green cactus with me, I jumped for a drink of water.
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I drank and thought: "how good it is to drink a little on the road"
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And suddenly, with my whole body, I felt someone huge grabbed me.
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A bunch of horsemen, like a bear, threw a big net at me.
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They tied me up, “Save Allah”, their leader is the padishah himself.
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This bastard - Sultan Abdul - lived a cool life and did not blow his mustache
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He traded in marijuana, and exhausted all the people in the district.
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Camel! |
Ha - ugh, I'm here.
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Camel! |
Ha - ugh, I'm here.
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Camel! |
Ha - ugh, I'm here.
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Camel! |
Ha - ugh, I'm here.
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This is how the camel ended up in Moscow. |
I was sold for $100
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In the fierce winter he stood in the snow, and entertained everyone with his appearance.
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A neighbor, a donkey, lived nearby in a cage. |
Once an evil watchman walked by,
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I spat at him, he shouted: “You! |
I'll fix all your humps!"
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He poured water on us from a hose (I remind you, it was winter)
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We were quickly covered with frost. |
The watchman laughed, shouted: "Goats!"
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Camel! |
Ha - ugh, I'm here.
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Camel! |
Ha - ugh, I'm here.
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Camel! |
Ha - ugh, I'm here.
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Camel! |
Ha - ugh, I'm here
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Camel! |
Ha - ugh, I'm here
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Camel! |
Ha - ugh, I'm here
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Two punks Mishka and Vadim were walking past...
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They smelled of something, like alcohol.
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Ek, now would be a beer - I thought aloud.
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The punks smiled: "It's your turn"
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We drank beer, I spat at the punks. The punks licked their lips and said: "Fuck!"
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The watchman was kicked in the face.
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And they opened the doors of the ice cell.
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Bear on a camel, Vadik on a donkey
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The punks gallop at a light trot through the dew...
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Bear on a camel, Vadik on a donkey
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The punks gallop at a light trot through the dew... |