He himself is not a Brit and a torn vest; |
Oh oh oh!
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This is him coming with no hangover.
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Either a holiday, or a wedding. |
Eh, come on!
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Vadik fried on the button accordion, once or twice.
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And not a shish in your pockets,
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There is sadness and longing in the heart.
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Oh, you are a Russian soul
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Teach Nikolaevich the same way.
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Chorus:
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Nikolaich - former intelligence officer,
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Nikolaich - an old rocket man,
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Nikolaich remembers Kuzbass, Nikolaich.
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Nikolaich is not a criminal,
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Nikolaich - father, colonel.
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Nikolaich will not sell his homeland!
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And when he built BAM on Baikal,
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All workers were given one hundred grams.
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Nikolaich quickly understood this essence,
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For those who did not drink with a pure heart, he took it on his chest.
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Peace, labor, May - and grace,
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And the country is behind us!
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To distribute to all enemies -
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Unfold the soul of Nikolaich.
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Chorus:
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Nikolaich does not lose heart,
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Nikolayich Putin knows.
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Nikolaich remembers Kuzbass, Nikolaich!
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Nikolaich knows Morse code,
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Nikolaich is all inside out,
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Nikolaich will not sell his homeland!
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Don't talk too much, brothers.
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We are ready to fight for him at least with anyone! |
oh, oh!
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Nikolaich! |
Nikolaich! |
Nikolaich! |
Nikolaich!
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Nikolaich! |
Nikolaich! |
Nikolaich!
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Nika, nika, nika, nika, nika, Nikolayich!
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Nika, nika, nika, nika, nika, Nikolayich!
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Nika, nika, nika, nika, nika, Nikolayich!
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Nikolaich!
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Nikolaich. |
Nikolaich. |
Nikolaich.
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Nikolaich. |
Nikolaich. |
Nikolaich.
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Nikolaich knows Morse code,
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Nikolaich is all inside out,
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Nikolaitch remembers the Caucasus, Nikolaitch.
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Nikolaich - nuclear pepper!
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Nikolaich - Red Army soldier!
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Nikolayich will not sell his homeland! |