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
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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.
|
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.
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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. |