A keresés eredménye oldal 6

Unholly bride

Versions: #2
Unholly bride
Dressed like for the tzar
Proudly keeps her chin high
Before the altar
 
Big diamond ring
Light up the church everywhere
Nothing wrong at a glance, not a thing!
But in fact it's a nightmare...
 
The choir holds the tune
The pages -veil very tight...
Is it delirium? Oh, come on!
It's worse, it's life!
 

Chopkinson's lullaby

Sleep my child! My baby, bye-bye!
Accumulate much strength!
Do you want to sleep? Rest,
Keep smiling - and sleep!
 
The lullaby softens
The strange racket.
May you dream in your sleep,
That the whole world is asleep.
 
The world is below and you are above it
In the sweet sleep you float:
There is Moscow, the ancient Rome
And the nightly Paris.
 
And with you in unison
The voices sing, -
Indeed, it's only a dream,
But sleeping - you are growing.
 
Maybe, everything maybe:
You'll some time
In reality recapitulate
This path.
 
You'll fly over the earth
Above roofs and treetops, -
Until now you're sleeping deeply -
Look your dream to the end.
 

Stolen Night

Slipping into the bottomless mist
I whisper to you for the twentieth time
That we shouldn't break up
But we cannot be together
 
I reached out my hand to your face
And you happened to respond
I took for myself someone else's youth
I feel hurt and sad in my soul
 
Remembering every woman's name
I drive your name away from my heart
You are my wife for one night
The night around us is stolen
Alas, my beauty,
Dawn waves into the windows
At home your family waits you
What's to be done with our love?
 
Your eyes swim with mist
And you cannot stem your tears
We entered into this deceit together
But we must leave it separately
 
Do not hide your eyes, my beauty
We are both to blame
Your tears, my tears...
Now it is our day of reckoning.
 
Remembering every woman's name
I drive your name away from my heart
You are my wife for one night
The night around us is stolen
Alas, my beauty,
Dawn waves into the windows
At home your family waits you
What's to be done with our love?
 
Good bye, my beauty!
Dawn waves into the windows
At home your family waits you
What's to be done with our love?
 

Tram

Versions: #2
Trams are giving off sparks
like flares on the overhead lines.
A kiss is blown and flies.
Catch my lips with yours.
 
The tram is driving away, you're waving me goodbye
and I'm standing there all alone in the snow at the stop.
I would like so much to be with you, but no way, it's too late.
I'm going home, a cold wind blowing in my back.
 
The tram is driving away...
 
Snowflakes are flying, my boots are slipping.
In the corner, a tram is driving away unhurriedly,
a tram in which you sit while I don't.
You're so far away, farther than ever.
 
The tram is driving away, you're waving me goodbye
and I'm standing there all alone in the snow at the stop.
I would like so much to be with you, but no way, it's too late.
I'm going home, a cold wind blowing in my back.
 
The tram is driving away...
 
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Beer, Vodka, Okay, Lie Down.

There was a mistake once,
Вecause we can't do anything without making mistakes.
My friens came, you know, into my house, la-la-la
To get drunk and booze up
So, they brought, uh...
– Okay, they brought nothing.
We were having fun,
– But, you know, I wasn't having much fun.
– We’ll drink the tеа, eat all dried fish,
Sandwiches and sausages.
– Tea,
– Coffee,
And sausages.
– Beer, vodka, okay, lie down.
Tea, slippers, pelmeni,
We were dancing gapak.
– Tea, coffee, sandwiches and sausages... and... Vova, I'm begging you don't eat my sausages.
– So, let’s eat some...
– Vova, don’t eat my sausages.
– ... soup.
– Нere is fried potatoes. Have we got pickles?
– All, you know, I had...
 
We’ll drink the tea, coffee, eat sandwiches and sausages,
Tea, fried fish and sausages.
Let’s eat Misha.
Tea, slippers, pelmeni,
We were dancing gapak.
– Tea, coffee, sandwiches and sausages... Vova, please, put my plate down, you're already full mouth, I'm concerned.
– More holodets and pickles.
– Just yesterday I bought food and today it's gone. Nothing to say, comrades.
I don't know the feeling of peace after I've eaten dried fish.
A lot of chicks,
But for some reason they can’t be found at all.
– Wait a minute, what about my Naden’ka? Isn't she a chick?
Okay, really, she isn’t a chick.
We don't have enough beer, dried fish and pelmeni till morning.
 
We’ll drink the tea, coffee, eat sandwiches and sausages.
Tea, dried fish and sausages.
– Beer, vodka, okay, lie down.
– Tea, coffee, cheese named “Friendship”.
 

Love in afterlife

Again I eagerly wait for the end of Octobre,
I don't eagerly wait for the end of Octobre in vain -
You will come to me on the 31st night again,
Being mixed deadly again - loving shudder,
you will come, come from your grave.
 
Our bodies will merge again in the moonlight,
Our eternal love, we really need each other,
Your skill smiles at me again,
I will tenderly caress you on full moon.
 
Long ago you died for everyone, only not for me,
Let your beautiful corpse stink for a few years,
Worms have eaten our rotten flesh,
We - are sinful people, the Lord has not taken our souls,
I need your dead flesh.
 
Our bodies will merge again in the moonlight,
Our eternal love, we really need each other,
Your skill smiles at me again,
I will tenderly caress you on full moon.
 
Over the cemetery shines the big moon again,
You have no idea how much I nedd you, honey,
It's cozy for us in the family tomb with you together,
In the light we will make a [small] skeleton with you,
there will be three of us in the tomb.
 
Our bodies will merge again in the moonlight,
Our eternal love, we really need each other,
Your skill smiles at me again,
I will tenderly caress you on full moon.
 
Our bodies will merge again in the moonlight,
Our eternal love, we really need each other,
Your skill smiles at me again,
I will tenderly caress you on full moon.
I will tenderly caress you on full moon.
I will tenderly caress you on full moon.
 
:~)

Putana(The night butterfly)

You are like a decoration for the table, you served like a fish to beer.
Anyone, who pays, has all the rights and so the night butterfly lead here.
'Russia', 'Space' and 'Continental' your favorite hunting places
The next client is ready for everything, champagne, caviar, and smell of cigarettes.
 
Chorus:
Putana, putana, putana, the night butterfly, well, who is to blame.
Putana, putana, putana, the hotels light are such an alluring flame.
 
And do you remember school, first kiss, on the desk I've carved your name,
I wrote poetry for you and used to meet around the corner, what would happened next, I didn't know then.
And after it's start to roll, I've end up in *Afgan, you are in a *currency bar.
I was shot at by mujaheddin, and you exchanged your god given gift to become a lady of the night.
 
Chorus:
Putana, putana, putana, the night butterfly, well, who is to blame.
Putana, putana, putana, the hotels light are such an alluring flame.
 
What a pity now, that we couldn't be together, and maybe if I manage to save some dough.
And approach you, and buy a night with you, but how then we will keep living.
Now you are beautify the table and thousands on your appearance you spend.
Anyone, who paid, have all the rights, only for me to meet you makes no sense.
 
Chorus:
Putana, putana, putana, the night butterfly, well, who is to blame.
Putana, putana, putana, the hotels light are such an alluring flame.
 
Chorus:
Putana, putana, putana, the night butterfly, well, who is to blame.
Putana, putana, putana, the hotels light are such an alluring flame.
 
Chorus:
Putana, putana, putana, the night butterfly, well, who is to blame.
Putana, putana, putana, the hotels light are such an alluring flame.
 

Free as a bird

Free as a bird, free as the wind
Your life is on the executioner's block, God is your judge
The days have drowned in a glow, the nightingales have fallen silent
 
Take away my youth, little do I care
Take away my songs, it matters not
Take away my grief, my sorrow, I can live without that
But without freedom - never!
 
In a cage I cannot spread my wings
I'd rather hang a stone round my neck and jump into a whirlpool
It hurts, whether you can take it or not
But in the steppe the enemy watches.
 
Take away my youth, little do I care
Take away my songs, it matters not
Take away my grief, my sorrow, I can live without that
But without freedom - never!
 
I will give a beseeching look to God: 'Lord, save me!'
Only you know the value of my life
An overcoat cannot keep me warm in autumn
And the autumn rain drips scarlet red.
 
Take away my youth, little do I care
Take away my songs, it matters not
Take away my grief, my sorrow, I can live without that
But without freedom - never!
 

Drunken Love

I recognized you from far away
I saw you, I read you
I've been thinking of you since yesterday
you came, I waited so long
 
I want to give you this night
I want to hug you
you know where to find me
you know where to find me
 
This is a drunken love, we can not get out from it
you bring down the pulse, arrows straight to the heart
this is a drunken love, with whom will I warm it up again?
cut me at the seams, you mark me straight to the heart
you hit me in the heart, you hit me straight to the heart
you hit me in the heart, you hit me straight to the heart
 
I can not chase away thoughts about you
I fly, again everything is like a dream
we will stay in the heights
we have already achieved the goal, so come to me
 
I want to give you this night
I want to hug you
you know where to find me
you know where to find me
 
This is a drunken love, we can not get out from it
you bring down the pulse, arrows straight to the heart
this is a drunken love, with whom will I warm it up again?
cut me at the seams, you mark me straight to the heart
 
in my chest goes on a war
don't leave, I waited so long
traces from your lips remained
there's no prohibition for us until dawn
 
This is a drunken love, This is a drunken love.
you pump me blood, this is a drunken love
This is a drunken love, This is a drunken love.
you pump me blood, this is a drunken love
this is a drunken love
 
This is a drunken love, we can not get out from it
you bring down the pulse, arrows straight to the heart
this is a drunken love, with whom will I warm it up again?
cut me at the seams, you mark me straight to the heart
you hit me in the heart, you hit me straight to the heart
you hit me in the heart, you hit me straight to the heart
 
This is a drunken love, we can not get out from it
we can not get out from it, we can not get out from it
drunken love
 
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Sacred War

Versions: #3
Arise, enormous country,
Arise for deadly fight
Against dark Fashist force,
Against than darn horde!
 
Let the noble anger
Blazing, like a wave, -
This is the war of nation,
This is a Sacred War!
 
Just like contary polars,
We're utterly hostile:
We fight for light and peace,
They fight for world of dark.
 
Let's push back all the stranglers
Of all fervent ideas,
All the rapists, robbers,
Torturers of men!
 
Your black wings won't dare
To fly over our Motherland,
Don't you dare to step on
Its wide fields!
 
Rotten Fashist scum
Will get a bullet in forehead
Waste of a mankind
Will get a solid coffin!
 

The Red Army is Stronger than All

The White Army, the black baron
Are once again preparing the Tzar's throne for us,
But from the Taiga to the British Seas
The Red Army is stronger than all
 
Chorus:
So let the Reds
Grasp authoritatively
Their bayonets with their calloused hands,
And we all should
Without restraint
Go forth into the last deadly battle!
 
Red Army, march march forward!
The Revolutionary Military Council calls us to battle.
Indeed from the Taiga to the British Seas
The Red Army is stronger than all!
 
Chorus
 
We are fanning the global flames,
Churches and prisons we level to the ground.
Indeed from the Taiga to the British Seas
The Red Army is stronger than all!
 
Chorus
 

Football Song

The radiant, clear sky, the sun shines,
From the height of the curious.
Быстроноги players, like the wind.
Who is who in this time will win?
 
Chorus:
Blow - short, and the ball in the gate!
Screaming fans, the whistle gives the judge.
Forward, my friends!
/repeat the last 2 lines of verse/
 
In the sky - the evil storm panorama,
The ball floats at the gate on the water.
But stubbornly going straight to the 'Dynamo'
All of Moscow, forgetting about the rain!
 
The chorus.
 
We often, we often beaten aptly:
Well, friend, by the hands of the score!
And to the British, and to the Scots right in the grid
From Moscow fly balls.
 
The chorus.
 
The green stadium with a ringing noise
Wants the ball the whole world go around.
Glory to the brave and skilful Champions,
And Hello to all, who loves 'sick'!
 
The chorus.
 
Do not be proud, beware, the Champions,
Wizard, veterans of the ball!
In every field, in every school, stadiums.
To what young hot!
 

Marching off to the cinema

Today we are joyful walking down the street
Grown-ups smile when they meet us
An ice lolly is so tasty today
It's great that our class is going to the cinema
 
The real cinema is better than TV
Everyone in our class agrees with that
Your friends are always with you
You feel bored at home with your parents
 
At night grown-ups enjoy watching
People kiss each other over an hour on the telly
In the cinema you can tell your friend that it's rubbish
But you should keep silent when you are at home
 
The real cinema is better than TV
Everyone in our class agrees with that
We so long dreamed about this beautiful day
Today our class is going to the cinema
 

Novgorod Wedding

By the waterside Dobrynya strolls,
To his arm classy Lyubava holds
Ah, Lyubava is as white as a dove,
A Novgorod lady, a cut above
Ah, Lyubava is as white as a dove,
A Novgorod lady, a cut above
 
She adorned herself in rouge and in white
And the fine young lad was smitten by the sight
Single was he, without wife or girl,
Oh Dobrynya of the tumbling curls
Single was he, without wife or girl,
Oh Dobrynya of the tumbling curls
 
Oh you sweetheart, oh my darling, love of mine,
Good Dobrynya with your figure so fine
Oh you dashing, curly-haired, sweet young man,
Make this girl your own as quickly as you can!
Oh you dashing, curly-haired, sweet young man,
Make this girl your own as quickly as you can!
 
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Stepdaughter

Even now, it is not possible,
Only one way out and looking at the night,
Look where I still alarmingly,
Foreign shores stepdaughter,
Foreign shores…
 
Where you find and want to stay,
Page night for the right time to
All is lost, but once wait
Free son’s ability to sing
Ability to sing…
 
Whoever goes, one day return
Looking at the night, distinguishing marks.
The voice will break, but both will have to sing,
Like us, the same as we are,
Like us…
 
The sun rises there, where we come from,
Even now, when all the same
Yes, homelessness, lack of freedom cheating
Sound dull nonnative window
Step–window…
 

The final song

So that people can fly to Mars
Without fear
An old fairy tale
Teaches us to dream
 
It's important to remember
Like an answer for a task that
Everybody in their life
Should be a kind magician
 
We should together
Say out loud that
In hard times
Songs help us not to be sad
 
It's important to remember
Like an answer for a task that
Everybody in their life
Should be a kind magician
 
In the end
We should remind everybody that
Every day,
Friendship makes one hundred wonders
 
It's important to remember
Like an answer for a task that
Everybody in their life
Should be a kind magician
 

New Year's Song

For little girls
It's quite cold in winter.
From the streets, some girls
We took them home.
They lightened up, and warmed up,
Songs were sung to the guitar.
The girls immediately took heart,
And we became friends.
They changed their minds, and warmed up,
We sang some songs to the guitar
The girls immediately became bolder
And we became friends.
 
How much whorish trash
These girls are wearing..
Clothes, stockings,
golden earrings.
We took it off of them
Until our fingers were tired
Well, now the girls really 'stuck out'
Thus we flaunted them.
We took it off of them
Until our fingers were tired
Well, now the girls really 'stuck out'
Thus we flaunted them.
 
We placed the good girls
Under the christmas tree
And treated them to chocolate and pinecones
The girls immediately became happy
Started to suck, even without chocolate
But they really needed chocolate
As a necessary treat
The girls immediately became happy
Started to suck, even without chocolate
But they really needed chocolate
As a necessary treat
 
We started to lead the girls
In a friendly round dance.
Merrily, merrily
We celebrated the New Year.
Within two weeks we'll need
To buy them some Klaforan among friends (1)
Yes, and the girls were not bored,
They instead had an abortion.
Within two weeks we'll need
To buy them some Klaforan among friends
Yes, and the girls were not bored,
They instead had an abortion.
 

Black Volga

From far away for awhile
Black* 'Volga' is moving
And like a wolf will be howling.
The one, from whom to get the debt it's rolling.
The windows are smashed to smithereens all around.
The family photo from the shelf falling down.
No one understands clearly on what ground.
But they'll declare mourning in this settlement.
Here even the cop not ready to make it stop.
Here even the cop doesn’t have time to call other cops.
Here they opening fire and keep it on.
This is a feature of our region.
This is a firearm district.
This is a settlement * 'Shmalyaevo' we're living.
Here every round, either he do me in.
Or I will do him.
 
The entrance broke many legs.
Our entry very *strict, at best.
Here they will use us as hot dog mince.
Our password - login.
This are years and terms, I thought it's OK,
When it's always add up at the end.
 
Here they exchange precious metal for meth.
Here they understand, who is a cop and who is not, I bet.
This is a red city in the country which red.
Face to the wall, bullet in the back, and that is that.
Until everyone sleep sweetly.
I'm having a dog-sleep.
I'm like my rhesus, I'm -negative.
And I consider as a big mistake
Those correctional institutions can’t correct us in any way.
We're causing damage, to the head and to the body.
The holes on the wall keep the memory, like drawings of the caves.
In this country if you don't have epaulettes, who are you anyway?
For them, who are you anyway?
 
This music is for the right hut, and rather,
It's for those who taken away by bailiff.
Mama can you make me a brother,
And let him be a very good jurist.
It's for those, for whom the word is sacred,
It’s for those who have not yet became the finalist.
Mama can you make me a brother,
And let him be a jurisdiction minister.
 
For them, who are you anyway?
 
From far away for awhile
Black* 'Volga' is moving
And like a wolf will be howling.
The one, from whom to get the debt it's rolling.
The windows are smashed to smithereens all around.
The family photo from the shelf falling down.
No one understands clearly on what ground.
But they'll declare mourning in this settlement. (x 2)
 
This music is for the right hut, and rather,
It's for those who taken away by bailiff.
Mama can you make me a brother,
And let him be a very good jurist.
It's for those, for whom the word is sacred,
It’s for those who have not yet became the finalist.
Mama can you make me a brother,
And let him be a jurisdiction minister.
 

Dark is the night

Versions: #8
Dark is the night, only bullets that whistle and death,
Just the wind humming dull in the wires, dimly twinkle the stars.
On this dark night, you, my darling, I know don't sleep,
By the cradle, when no one sees, you're wiping the tears.
 
Oh, how I love, endless depth of your gentle blue eyes,
Oh, how I want, press my lips to them, right now!
Dark is the night, that divides my beloved you and I,
And this dark and anxious steppe, lies between us my love.
 
In you I believe, in my dear friend and my wife,
And this believe, saved from bullets me in the dark of the night...
Happy I'm, in this deadliest fight I'm in peace,
I do know, you will meet me with love, no matter what happens.
 
Death I don't fear, more than once we have met in the steppe.
Here and now it keeps circling and circling above me.
You're waiting for me, you don't sleep, rocking child in bed,
And that's how I know, with me, nothing will happen!
 

Drunk

Running into your arms
Like for the first time
What a pity! not destined to choose a hearth
Me
She is flowed, as if made of glass
Love is our higness
I tacklehug you
like she does
 
Drunk, drunk
Weak, weak
I'm yours, I'm your forever
Drunk, drunk
Weak, weak
I'm yours, I'm your forever
 
Lighthouses showed a way
Where I'm not waited for
Learned how to look
Without blinking, they lie
It's me fading away and becoming you
Surely, I am your love
It means I can't
But I flow away as water
 
Drunk, drunk
Weak, weak
I'm yours, I'm your forever
Drunk, drunk
Weak, weak
I'm yours, I'm your forever
 

Thank you, darling

Memory is hiding inside us like the shadow of young love
I'll quietly touch your lips with mine lips
The tired day is frozen on your lips
You have a pleasant sleep
And I am whispering to you, darling
 
I thank you for the day and night
I thank you for son and daughter
I thank you because you have saved our little world
From pain and evil
You have saved it for me
 
Time runs in circles and I am sure that
Our daughter will bend her face over a cradle like you did
And someone in turn will quietly sing to her
You have a pleasant sleep
And I am whispering to you, darling
 
I thank you for the day and night
I thank you for son and daughter
I thank you because you have saved our little world
From pain and evil
You have saved it for me
 

Quasifolactic Zombiac

- When I served as a forester at the post office...
- Why a forester? After all, we know a forester
As such in our life arose
On the forest soil, not at the post!
 
-When I served as an orderly at the post office...
-What an orderly, when the coachman!
It can't happen at the post office,
To the coachman, as an orderly, the regimental commander to put on shoes!
 
-When I served on the post office of regiment commander...
-Do not fool around, give the coachman!
 
-When I served as a coachman in the post office
Was young, I had a herring
No, not a herring - a piece of balyk.
Well, I have. And suddenly the regiment
He orders me immediately to find an orderly:
 
'I'm ashamed to go barefoot in the mail,
Come on, follow my orderly.
Let him polish my boots
And wear them on both my feet. '
 
A service isn't honey and fate isn't easy.
Here I go to the forest, I'm looking for a orderly,
Frozen like an ice, fell ill by the night
And I see a forester takes off my boot
It looks like an orderly. I say: Help
At the post office, put on the regimental his boots!
 
The forester understands the yearning of coachman,
That the service isn't honey and fate isn't easy
We go to the post office, and the regiment is here
Chees in his boots a piece of balyk, a bastard...
 
-In truth, - said the regiment, - speaking
I thought you're dead on the road
And there's no orderly to me, the coachman's dead,
And I became completely alone at the post office,
 
And who else but me put on a boot myself?
Now I'm orderly, well, you - barefoot
You'll be command the regiment at the post office!
 
-We are this case, as the custom dictates,
Should drink, - said the forester
 
Tibor from QS-FB

Cheburek

Cheburek
 
Vasya, you walk in a dream
In the apartment, and in the kitchen,
You smile to yourself,
Eating all the foods,
And in the morning it is all empty -
The refrigerator of firm 'Dnepr'.
I remain so hungry -
Where are my, damn, chebureks?
 
The most-most-most cherish cheburek,
The most delicious, the biggest.
The most appetizing banana was stash -
You eat it, bitch!
 
Vasya, you've enrage me -
How much can you eat foods?
You're already swollen like a pig -
Ate dried fruit from the bucket.
Tomorrow I'll hang the locke
On the refrigerator firm 'Dnepr',
So you can't eat again
The cherish chebureks.
 
The most-most-most cherish cheburek,
The most delicious, the biggest.
The most appetizing banana was stash -
You eat it, bitch!
 
Why are you rumbling here? Locomotive, or what? In my opinion, locomotive was not in the score, yep!
The most-most-most cherish cheburek,
The most delicious, the biggest.
The most appetizing banana was stash -
You eat it, bitch!
 
Tibor from QS-FB

Gardens

(a parody of the film 'The Irony of Fate, or With Easy Steam')
 
-Are you saying that I'm in Leningrad? What?... Uh-uh... Why are you drop me all the time?
 
-The dope smelled sweet when the gardens blossomed...
-Why are you...
-When you came home with a drunken mug suddenly.
-Drop me all the time.
-Where Vasya fought in convulsions from your cry,
And I suffered, I believed, and nothing more.
 
Once a year you were sober.
-We are with friends…
-One times an year went to the cinema.
-31st...
-Everything only once
We didn't have a scandal.
Only once.
Only once.
 
-Do you want to say that I'm in Leningrad?
 
And the stars fell quietly when the gardens blossomed.
-What? What?
When you were lying in a pub under a rack, buzzed.
-You don't understand…
And from your snout there was a fume.
-I... I... I...
-Сhecked all your pockets, but there's nothing there.
 
Once a year you were sober.
-And you…
-One times an year went to the cinema.
-Go to hell!
-Everything only once
You turned me into a palace.
Only once.
Only once.
 
-You don't understand... Why are you so stupid?
 
-And I'm starting a divorce when the gardens bloomed,
When you came home from the sobering-up station.
And I no longer hid my happy eyes:
I went for a walk happy with my neighbor for the first time.
 
Once a year you were sober.
-We are with friends…
-One time you drank coffee.
-31st...
-Everything only once
You bit the neighbor into the eye.
Only once.
Only once.
 
'...we always go to the bath-house, we have such a tradition.'
-Oh, how disgusting, how disgusting this is your jellied fish.
-And this how I break the door... What do you mean, I'm from another movie?
 
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Aria of the Stoned Fighters

Try to guess my riddle at once
Try to cerebrate
And if you guess the riddle, then
Your box will be safe
 
If only you don't guess the riddle
We'll fuck you then in squat
Well, then in skipping and in a jump
We're shattered your box
 
Well, the riddle,
Is simple like a chery from the box:
Hair, hair,
And the sausage in the middle
 
Well, the riddle,
Is simple like a cherry from the box:
What is hair,
And the sausage in the middle
 
I see, you don't want to answer the question
Push your lips and ask for something
Pushing your eyes out of the orbits
And your box blows into a thirds
 
Well, the riddle,
Is simple like a chery from the box:
Hair, hair,
And the sausage in the middle
 
Well, the riddle,
Is simple like a cherry from the box:
What is hair,
And the sausage in the middle
 
An answer: corn
 
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Clear Water

I asked the people there
That's my shelter
Where my soul lives
One secret is for me a sweetie
 
I asked to return me
And there time, days, hours of spring
Love smells so
Everybody says
 
To give birth to me in May
Wash me with clear water
I save one world
When everyone leaves
And you forever
 
Take the ray from the sun to us
Yesterday and today there is no
So easy
When the song is the heart of the answer
 
To give birth to me in May
Wash me with clear water
I save one world
When everyone leaves
And you forever
 
To give birth to me in May
Wash me with clear water
I save one world
When everyone leaves
And you forever
 

Strange woman

Someone has thrown into the night a handful of yellow lights
I am your night guest, your uninvited visitor
Why do you have such sad eyes? A boozy voice...
They call you a 'strange woman'.
 
A strange woman, strange...
Who looks like a wounded bird,
Sad, with lost heart,
Who has forgotten the joy of flight
Who will I be for you in your life?
Who will I be for you in your life?
A strange woman, strange...
 
I don't ask you to forgive me
You will say nothing in reply
I don't want to stay with you and go into the dawn
I see random joy in your sad eyes
I've loved all of your strangeness for so long
 
A strange woman, strange...
Who looks like a wounded bird,
Sad, with lost heart,
Who has forgotten the joy of flight
Who will I be for you in your life?
Who will I be for you in your life?
A strange woman, strange...
 
A strange woman, strange...
Who looks like a wounded bird,
Sad, with lost heart,
Who has forgotten the joy of flight
Who will I be for you in your life?
Who will I be for you in your life?
 

Wide Russian

Like white swan, along the village
Wide Russian swam.
Wave leisurely by painted wrap -
What a beauty, good song...
 
Wide Russian as free bird,
Strong, calm by beauty...
sing, good guys, sing, beautiful girls,
Everyone who loves Russian song - sing!
 
Sing sing sing sing sing sing sing sing,
Everyone who loves Russian song - sing!
 
Weeping willow, don't be sad,
Sorry if offended something.
Russian song has both heart and soul
What a beauty, good song...
 
Wide Russian as free bird,
Strong, calm by beauty...
sing, good guys, sing, beautiful girls,
Everyone who loves Russian song - sing!
 
Sing sing sing sing sing sing sing sing,
Everyone who loves Russian song - sing!
 
Sing sing sing sing sing sing sing sing,
Everyone who loves Russian song - sing!
 
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