My name is Ashet, who doesn't know yet
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Talked to a friend, and a friend drove to work
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He works as a guest worker at a construction site,
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We rubbed it on our own, under the grater.
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I think he's my friend - that means a lot.
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I decided to go with him, to help build a dacha for Russians.
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We rode on the train, not stopping rubbing
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About our beloved city, yes, like a Tajik perli.
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I don't know how to build, he said he'll teach
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We had just arrived at the construction site, the clouds were gathering.
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Lightning flashed, thunder rumbled as if in horror,
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And I dream, a yellow gazelle in my eyes.
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Russian builder came up, kicked in the ass
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My friend pretended not to notice - he nodded his head.
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Like, let's go, don't swear - there's a shovel.
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It is necessary to dig a hole here, I will share the salary.
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A Russian builder came up and poked me in the face
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Like, don't dig here, you're stupid.
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My yellow gazelle has become even more dear to me,
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Why are you cursing? |
The desire to dig disappeared.
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I ran to the store, bought them vodka
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I don't drink at all, but I drank with them.
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For Russia, for special forces, for all the garbage in short
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It would be better if I rode a gazelle at night.
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Mother Russia loves Ashet,
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Mother Russia doesn't like to work.
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As long as mother Russia is ready to pay,
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Ashet in Russia Ashets will produce.
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Mother Russia loves Ashet,
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Mother Russia doesn't like to work.
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As long as mother Russia is ready to pay,
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Ashet in Russia Ashets will produce.
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A month has passed, snow has fallen on the street
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I decided to show my friend the city, let him admire it.
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At the gas station they got caught on my route
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Sorting, Uralmash, Himash - everything is here.
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Attractions, golden youth
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They sweep their own, many faces are familiar.
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I tell a friend - you will be like a conductor,
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Collect grandmothers. |
Time eight, morning.
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Himash, Saturday, the end - we are standing,
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We talk, we wave from our window.
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We sit smiling, in short, everything is as it should
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Unexpectedly for us, a brigade entered the salon,
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A full gazelle, you can only see it from a binge.
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His friend's cheek twitched, as if they wouldn't leave without a fight.
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I turn the steering wheel with one hand, I tear the panel with the other
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Although my income is unstable, I will not die in a crisis.
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Suddenly a knife to the throat,
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They shout: Drive - I will slaughter.
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And I look, there is a back street, I think - well, I'll cut
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He turned, a friend opened the door and jumped into the snow,
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Well, I think you're a friend, fucking Kazbek.
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Stop, scream. |
And everything is like special forces from a gazelle,
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For my ex-friend - go fucked in the ass.
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But I don't care. |
I'm on a minibus on a route in an instant,
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There is Ashet in the ghazal - he wishes peace to everyone.
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Mother Russia loves Ashet,
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Mother Russia doesn't like to work.
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As long as mother Russia is ready to pay,
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Ashet in Russia Ashets will produce.
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Mother Russia loves Ashet,
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Mother Russia doesn't like to work.
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As long as mother Russia is ready to pay,
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Ashet in Russia Ashets will produce. |