| Well, che, dear, how are you?
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| How is the waist, how is the back?
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| If Che is ready to drop the bodies?
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| Yes, brother, how much wine has flowed?
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| I'm still the same, nothing is needed -
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| Let Fatima be near
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| Here, dear, darkness,
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| Only sometimes a light braid flows.
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| People are very fierce,
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| So I did not wait for the letter.
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| The trunk came off, but, no, the thread,
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| Kusman worked for gold.
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| Left and right distributing talismans.
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| Everything also pleases spring for a big catch,
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| Here, with an anchor, there are baubles,
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| But I don't know what to do with this meat that people call themselves.
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| Maybe even tired while moving around,
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| But I won't stop moving.
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| Listen silently when natives of Kazakhstan are speaking.
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| Strange as it may seem, we did not get to the restaurant to dance.
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| Brother, how are you?
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| Chorus:
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| Don't sit down, but squat
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| Yes, no maza to dance.
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| You would fall next to me
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| Let's go heart to heart.
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| Don't sit down, but squat
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| Yes, no maza to dance.
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| You would fall next to me
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| Let's go heart to heart.
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| Yes, bro, what's the deal -
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| Apply sanctions
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| I know that I quit tobacco -
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| I didn't mess with the rest.
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| Come on for you and for us
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| So that we do not get bogged down in debt
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| I would solve many like this,
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| What they do not show on themselves.
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| But right now they are closing like this
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| That even bail is denied,
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| Estimate.
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| Just no BL, bro.
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| Yes, there is an ice age in the soul,
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| Like Milankovitch cycles.
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| I wanted to calculate
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| But the numbers are always wrong.
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| And 3 5 7 now flies like a widowed cheetah,
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| I'm still in the same place where my wigwam is hidden -
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| Thief and vandal, created on supports
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| Our prefabricated prefabricated crystal.
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| Do you remember my enclave city?
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| The landscape is still torn in it.
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| Maybe you don't have enough crow's two heads there?
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| We need a three-headed serpent charter.
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| Here I saw a shark in dead eyes,
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| Seven rings and Kali Yuga.
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| New field, but still the same war.
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| No matter who is right, like 31 rituals.
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| My land is a newfangled wolf grin
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| And it grows in it, not wheat, but tanks.
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| Like the mycelium of a domineering Spanish woman,
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| In cipher like the Mendoza Code.
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| Anesthesia of Volgodonsk - Tyrant will become bronze,
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| Come back when there's a search warrant.
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| While my skimmer spreads
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| You know, I'm from the middle of Russia.
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| But for them I'm still northern,
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| A decade in the loop of the east coast.
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| Here you love the enemy
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| Because you love America.
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| Let's remember English:
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| Big Waves - Big Biscuits
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| Malyava, hideouts, notes.
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| He grew claws like a king crab,
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| We are at the beginning of the blockade - weak, who did not fall.
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| Their sub is our kappa.
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| Who wants your truth?
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| Who wants to know that you were crying?
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| Now it's not brother for brother,
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| And the payment for a brother, and this vodka is a dog.
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| Do not blame me, that zaf * kan,
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| Just one here on the flank.
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| I wanted to tell the truth.
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| I just wanted to express...
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| Chorus:
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| Don't sit down, but squat
|
| Yes, no maza to dance.
|
| You would fall next to me
|
| Let's go heart to heart.
|
| Don't sit down, but squat
|
| Yes, no maza to dance.
|
| You would fall next to me
|
| Let's go heart to heart.
|
| Don't sit down, but squat
|
| Yes, no maza to dance.
|
| You would fall next to me
|
| Let's go heart to heart.
|
| Don't sit down, but squat
|
| Yes, no maza to dance.
|
| You would fall next to me
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| Let's go heart to heart. |