Byba:
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Wake up in a bastard, move in a bastard,
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I would be like a balloon, flying smoothly around the hut.
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Flew to the bath and from there with a fair wind
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Brought to the kitchen, drank tea and ate a cutlet.
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From work to laziness, just one step,
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Just like from the sofa to the closet where the jacket hangs.
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On the side lying, the absolute champion,
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I will even go broke for this award.
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Load yourself with work and surround with care,
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I decided for myself a long time ago that this is not mine.
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A couple of sandwiches or in counter against bots,
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I'm like a cat that sleeps and how it wants to eat - yells.
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Honey, bring tea, baby, hang it in the closet.
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I don't know how my girlfriend endures all this.
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(Aren't you fucked up?)
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It's hard for someone to live with it, but for someone it's luck,
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But it's a bastard to think about it, because I married laziness.
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Smoke:
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I, too, married Leni,
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She may even be a wife for generations.
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Vanka the fool, he loved to lie on the stove,
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Everything is fine with him in the end, his wife does not scream.
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I don't want to drive, I don't want to drive,
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I don't feel like going anywhere all day.
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You have to go to work, so work,
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Judge for yourself, no matter how you twist it, I don’t want to.
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- Wake up! |
- I do not want!
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- Get up! |
- I do not want!
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- Wash your face! |
- I do not want!
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Tamagotchi pikachu.
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— For charging? |
- I do not want.
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- At least the slopes! |
- I do not want.
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- Do you want to eat? |
- Really want to.
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But I don't want to cook!
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I don't want to go to a cafe, I don't want to go to the cinema,
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Especially since my girlfriend doesn't care.
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She is always there, if anything, cook dumplings,
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All my friends say that I married Leni.
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Chorus:
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I would marry Leni
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That would be a move, in my life, a coup.
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The revolution!
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And I would lie like Lenin.
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Days and nights on and on, people dance.
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They cry, they laugh.
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Everyone was looking at me.
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And so from year to year, so that the rumor goes to the people.
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Believe it or not.
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He married laziness...
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(Did the guys say everything? Can I sing now?)
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Amir:
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- Amych, ah, yes. |
to the party! |
Come on, we are waiting for you.
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- No, without me. |
Today is so scrap.
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- Amych, run to the studio, finish the album.
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- No, guys, I'll do it later.
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Yes, it was love at first sight
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We seem to have known each other since kindergarten.
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Only she will always understand me,
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Always roll over from back to stomach.
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A slap on the left leg, on the right sock,
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There is nothing from clothes, except for shorts.
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In the style of Konyukhov, a hairstyle with a beard,
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Baby, how happy I am that I met you one day.
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It is necessary to legitimize the relationship, so many years together,
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- Now you can kiss the bride.
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And here I lie, waiting for her to dress me,
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Everyone around is in shock, Amir married Leni.
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Chorus:
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I would marry Leni
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That would be a move, in my life, a coup.
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The revolution!
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And I would lie like Lenin.
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Days and nights on and on, people dance.
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They cry, they laugh.
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Everyone was looking at me.
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And so from year to year, so that the rumor goes to the people.
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Believe it or not.
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He married laziness...
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(Did the guys say everything? Can I sing now?)
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I would marry Leni...
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I would marry Leni... |