Пишем русские песни по-английски. Угадываем, что за песня. Жанр - любой. От оперы до блатняка. ПоiхалиI was in love in a boyBut I finded, that he hasn't the dickWhy should I meet with himWhen I can find a lot of guys with a long big dicks?All girl are asleep, and boys are sleepingNo one window of village has any lightI feell my fault. It hurts me.It is because me I have no one boy to meetAll people are constantly saying to meMy girlfriends and relativesThey are trying to teach meThey are saying, that I do harm yourselfBat I just loveПринцып, панятен?
>>204842143 (OP)Ooooh My defenseSuny bony of glass eyeOoohMy defense Mifologgick ball of cheap worldPrancig ball of absurd world
>>204842143 (OP)The shaman has three hands.And a wing over your shoulderFrom his breathA candle flares upAnd sometimes myselfHe does not recognize himselfA soul is openTearing, singingThe shaman has three hands.The world around is like a dark roomOn the palms of goldEyes are drawnSees a pink dawnBefore the sun itselfAnd it seemed like he was sleepingAnd doesn’t know anythingThat knows nothingAnd doesn’t know anythingThe shaman has three hands.Garden in ruby raysHis breath flares up, flares up,Flaring upA candle flares upThe shaman has three.
I have bestiality disease.I am very drawn to dogs.Girl Leah threw meAnd she said that I'm an asshole.I fuck dogs, always readyFuck some cats right away.Yes, I'm bestial, don’t talk.Better give me a dog!I fuck dogs, always readyFuck some cats right away.Yes, I'm bestial, don’t talk.Better give me a dog!I have a little dog fuck in the morning.It is necessary in the morning in the evening and in the afternoon.I had a snake sucking yesterdayAnd today I fuck with a hedgehog!I fuck dogs, always readyFuck some cats right away.Yes, I'm bestial, not.Better give me a dog!I fuck dogs, always readyFuck some cats right away.Yes, I'm bestial, don’t talk.Better give me a dog!Mom brought a kitten yesterday.At night I took him to me.Put the kitten on a diaper,Immediately fucked up all the holes!I fuck dogs, always readyFuck some cats right away.Yes, I'm bestial, don’t talk.Better give me a dog!
Why did this artistic council bring us together? To protect our youth from troubles. The answer should be unanimous. Do we still need a disco? Yes or no.
>>204842143 (OP)The squadron of my thoughts is crazy not bars to him, no barriers.I can not restrain dashing horses let them fly, let them fly.My thoughts are my horses, there is no need to spur you,You rush in allure and do not recognize the reins ...My thoughts are my horses, like sparks light this nightOutrunning the frenzy of the winds of the hoppy squadron of my crazy thoughts.No one can hold me back, and my thoughts will rush me into the distance.Maybe I won’t come back, no matter how sorry, no matter how sorry.Oh, my thoughts of voyage, you, like years, carry awayFrom dawn to dusk, from dusk through the night, rush away.My thoughts are my horses, like sparks light this nightOutrunning the frenzy of the winds of the hoppy squadron of my crazy thoughts.My thoughts are my horses, like sparks light this nightOutrunning the frenzy of the winds of the hoppy squadron of my crazy thoughts.My thoughts are my horses, like sparks light this nightOutrunning the frenzy of the winds of the hoppy squadron of my crazy thoughts.Outrunning the frenzy of the winds of the hoppy squadron of my crazy thoughts.
I drop the West - it's trueI fucked Obama's wifeTrump's daughter sucked meUSA knockoutOoh, doing what I wantCumshot right in her pussyYou sucked me if you touched her lipsFucked these two againI don't need a friend aroundThey write on Instagram.Ask to fuck their bitchesI don't know you, but you know about meI didn’t see worse than my teachersThe voice of youth from majors to the outskirtsIremel, Aurora, gang, fuck a rap game, we don't playFace! Face! Young Face!I am Iremel, Aurora, gangCum on her face! (grrruh!)
>>204842143 (OP)I had to die, 20 years ago,So hule I have to fear for my iron butt.I had to die, lay among the stones,So hule I fear these stupid pigs.Dumb pigs.
kids in the basement fucked homelesskids in the basement fucked homelesskids in the basement fucked homelesskids in the basement fucked homeless
>>204842143 (OP)>если с хуем дохуя>When I can find a lot of guys with a long big dicks?Why are you gay?
The war is war, bullets, vodka, shag are valuable itemsThe war is a hard work, kill or be killedThe war is war, my girl, remember meThe war is uncertainty, maybe we, maybe usThe battalion commander, the battalion commander, you didn’t hide your heart behind the guys.Airplanes fly and tanks burn, so fight, yo, battalion commander, yo, battalion commander!
A man walked along the street and kicked pebbles. He slipped and fell and broke his leg. He lies on the sidewalk with a broken leg. How will he return to his home?
The sun illuminated the horizonMorning cut off my sweet dreamI woke up, I was amazedFelt the damage for yearsLike the first time I saw the lightAs if for the first time I was warmed by himYears felt even though I'm not a grandfatherI am thirty years old today
>>204842143 (OP)You are again carried away by a series of eventsThis globe in your hands craves discoveryThe story will be repeated againNo regret, no gloriaFrantic beast, my lordMy cradle is your abodeAnd you already decided that you will do everything for sureBad girlFrantic beast, my lordMy cradle is your abodeAnd now I'm ready to be with you for an hour and foreverBad girlYou light volcanoes on my bodyI'll explode like this never get tiredThe story will be repeated againNo regret, no gloriaFrantic beast, my lordMy cradle is your abodeAnd you already decided that you will do everything for sureBad girlFrantic beast, my lordMy cradle is your abodeAnd now I'm ready to be with you for an hour and foreverBad girl
This is saddest song in a worldSong what i going to sing right now for youMore sad only maybe Just my childhood, fucken bad childhood
I got dressed in someone else's clothes, ahhhAnd I'm singing someone else's songs, ahhhWait a while, I'll go away, ahhhMy room is in disarray, ahhhПеревел так, чтобы было в рифму, и можно было петь.В последней строке перевод смысловой, "hell" заменен на "disarray"
Vladimir Putin is good guy!Politician, leader and fighter!Our president has raised the country!Putin did not betray Russia!
There is an ancient mansionIn the overgrown garden.The windows are hammered inAnd gloom endlessly reigns inside.Only I'd tried to say that monsters dont existRight at that moment a voice rang in the haze.It hurts to look at bright light.I feel better in total darkness.Many years the only thing I dream about is meal.It's to narrow to be locked up.And I desire only one thing.To be free as soon as possible and gnaw my old detelict house.Damned old house!
There is nothing like that hereThis is not a dream or delirium.Don’t be afraid, he’s goodEven though he’s not like us.Unlike you, unlike meJust like a passerby, a black man
Pecker, stab me domesNear the miraculous cross with icons,To play bells thereWith overflows and chimes.
A small island in the Caribbean.a-chic-mamazuzu-babuli-eBelonged to England, and now no one.a-chic-mamazuzu-babuli-eThe authorities are stealing, the people are starving.a-chic-mamazuzu-babuli-e.But the people are not discouraged, the people are humming:a-chic-mamazuzu-e Mama Zuzu, babuli e, Mama Zuzu, Jaga Jaga, Ur la la, ur la la A-suki-suki-suki, jaga-jaga-jaga.
Good bye, babyI fell down, but you're flyingWell, okay, fly awayTo the heavenNothing wrong, nothing wrongWe will meet againAnd I am, and I amFor hurts of enemiesWill be there.
>>204844849Запрещеные Барабанщики вроде группа, как эта ебала нзывается я хуй знает ДЖАГА может или как то так
Jeans are cut, summer, three strips on sneakersIn the warm rain ...You are again the best, and the cottage, mom, ticketsWe will survive ...
>>204844793Tattooer, tattoo me 2ch.hkThe miraculous pack with the Pistons nearbyThe blacks humping each other in the assholesWith overflows and chimes.
Tonight woman in yearsTangled in the wiresAnd it was like dark in spaceThe whole world is like a black spot. In the dark, the outlines melt in the dark. I caress someone's lips But I suspect that they are not.
The silence is over meThe sky is full of rainThe rain is flow through meBut there is no painТекст на столько говно что рифмуется на английском без каких либо усилий, просто кал натуральный
Call me with you,I will come through wicked nightsI will follow youNo matter what problems my way prophesies meI will arrive where you will draw the sun in the sky,Where broken dreams are gaining potential energy again
My bunny, I'm your bunny.My pen, I'm your finger.My fish, I am your eye.My bath, I’m your basin.The sun is mine, I am your ray.My door, I'm your key.You are the stalk, I am your pestle.We are together with you forever.Honey.
Huchcoudoock, the three wellsSave us, save us from the Sun.You're a lifebouy in the desert,Huchcoudookck
Let it be that my hair is now grey,No reason for me to fear the winter, And only sorrow, but also my years, My years, my treasure...I often rushed the time, Got used to getting involved, Even though I saved no money, My years, my treasure...I whisper "thanks" to my years, And drink their bitter remedy, And to nobody, I will give, My years, my treasure...And if the ages say to me, That alas, my star has gone out,A child's hand will uplift, My years, my treasure...
>>204842143 (OP)Everything is intertwined, a sea of threads, butPull the thread - a ball will reach for itThis world is a spindle, matches zeroA thread to be either a string or a battle for a bowstringEverything is bound in a single skeinThread lump and non-chintzTumbleweed is driving a breeze from the skyEverything is interwoven, but not predeterminedThis is a picture of the world of those whoYour long opposed as a sectAfter all, everything does not have a single architectEverything is intertwined, I am destined to die a heretic hereYour picture of the world is a gridCloth, textile napkinLike a weaver or a seamstressBut everything is intertwined, by itself, on one side, diagonally
Fuck you, Bobby, I'm d'n'b artist and composer.Alexander, please, suck any dick that you are able to find
Fill the glass with fiery waterDrink with me Satan!Hey, you! Give the beastVodka to blow up paradise!Fire a torpedo - a frantic engineVodka is gunpowder, Satan's ax!Hey, you! Give the beastVodka to blow up paradise!Meet us with Russian vodkaVodka is the devilGive vodka!
Under the wheels of love:Eve knew it, Adam knew itThe wheels of love ride right for usAnd on each back there is a trace of a rutWe lay down like brushwood under the wheels of loveUnder the wheels of love!Under the wheels of love!Under the wheels of love!Under the wheelsMorning and evening, night and dayOn the way from work, on the way to the grocery storeIf you are not a brake, if you are not a bummerHold the tail with the gun and hold the chest with the wheelUnder the wheels of loveChrist, Lenin and Mohammed knew this.The wheels of love go straight to the lightGenghis Khan and Hitler bathed in bloodBut they, too, were wound on wheels of love
Apostle Andrew was fishing from the pierand the Savior walked on the water.And Andrei got minnows out of the waterand the Savior of the lost people.And Andeus shouted: "I will leave the pierif you tell me a secret!And the Savior answered: "Calm, Andrewthere is no secret here. "You see there, on a mountain, a cross rises.Under it there are a dozen soldiers - hang on it.And when you get tired, come back -walk on water, walk on water, walk on water with me.But Master, helmets shine on helmetsblack raven circling over the cross.Explain to me now, take pity on the foolleave a crucifix for later.The Savior was numb, and stamped in the heartson the surface of the water with his foot."You are truly a fool!" - and Andrey in tearswandered home with gudgeons.You see there, on a mountain, a cross rises.Under it there are a dozen soldiers - hang on it.And when you get tired, come back -walk on water, walk on water, walk on water with me.
Poplar fluff, haze, july, nights are full of moonlight,Please understand that first kiss is not love yet
People become frantic, die, turningIn cannon fodder, concentrates and oilInto fetid trenches, food wasteIn perfect examples, cum, gas and shit
It doesn't bother me if I scratch back of my headI have sawdust in my head, yeah-yeah-yeah,And no matter that I have sawdust, screamblings, teaselings, and all that shit,I am able to write some good fuckung poems sometimes.Yeah!
Big cities grow year after year.Everything for the people, at any time of the yearA great country rises to meet us.So good evening, hello from a big hangover.Hello from the big hangoverWe are glad to meet, but if someone is not healthy.So I will answer that we are without doctorsWe treat diseases with a glass of good wine.So good evening, hello from a big hangover.
Please note that you are playing ULTRA-HARD mode:So khan told me - never go to barkham,Flowers won't grow at barkhans,Khan have been telling me, but i'm too stubborn,So my poppies are blooming among the sands
>>204842143 (OP)Ukrain dont died yet,Not a glory, not freedom yetYet my young bros, Our destiny will smile.Our enemies will dieLike a dew in the sunlightSo we will rule, brothersOn the our side!Soul and body we will putFor our freedomAnd show out that we, brothers,Belong to kozak sort!
>>204845765Это особенность речи, еблан ты нормативный. Ты не знаешь что именно я хотел выразить, так что ie hujo ingenius improbus
>>204846139This bear has a real good time on that Earth,And that's why he is singing these songs out loudDoesn't matter what he's into,As far as he doesn't seem to loose weight(And he definitely will not loose itFOREVER AND EVERYEAH!
So it has been in Russia since ancient times.The higher the pressure, the stronger the concrete.And if danger threatens the power,It becomes a homeland, like a monolith.In the crucible of victory today is old,Again, the homeland is tempered by steel.
Sorry for the help did not comeNo reinforcements sentThere are only two of us leftYou and I were fucked ...
>>204846277Это не особенность речиЭто безграмотностьтупоголовый ты сын собакикак нахуй можно сказать такое
If they ask me where did she get I'm such a sweet boy I will answer that I stole I’m like another car! Hijacked in plain sight So open that everyone was stunned. No way, you keep in mind I will not return you to the former owner! I was waiting for you, waiting You were my crystal dream Stole you, stole Well, what is criminal about it? I was waiting for you, so waiting You were my crystal dream Stole you, stole Well, what is criminal about it?
The venerable Oza flies into the skyOh, Johan, son of PaulThe green is green and the sun is shiningDon’t be afraid of us The Ulyului Rooster climbed into my pantsOh, Johan, son of PaulFloundered for a long time, and after disappearing Don’t be afraid of us
Is it always so strange,We seem to be an adultsBut a hooey is in a heads,We dream about wonders like a children.
>>204846521Я бы и на русском сказал, что я ЕСТЬ, а не я так ДЕЛАЮ. Понимаешь? Да, ты прав, фраза тупая, но я построил её правильно.Hujus meus es, pidorus futundus.
She sat on a point and raised her horizons,And while reading, I didn’t notice that the beam cracked under it,But the aunt was carried away by the novel, she, twitching, read,From vibration such a board ceased to hold.
>>204842143 (OP)Your words are water, it’s not goodYou bred skillfully, but I didn’t want to get divorcedWords are water, that’s not goodYou bred skillfully, but I didn’t want to get divorcedI didn’t want affection, your lyingAll these empty phrases, your fake onesIt didn’t work out with us, dearAll I want now is to be happyMy heart is a bird in your rib cageTo a branch from a branch, from a branch to a branchMy heart is a bird in your rib cageTo a branch from a branch, from a branch to a branchYour words are water, it’s not goodYou bred skillfully, but I didn’t want to get divorcedWords are water, that’s not goodYou bred skillfully, but I didn’t want to get divorcedIt’s not good to be with youYou bred skillfully, but I didn’t want to get divorcedWords are water, that’s not goodYou bred ...
>>204842143 (OP)Хуй отгадаете, ребятки...Muzzle, muzzle across the earthTo all limits.The candle burned on the tableThe candle was burning.As in the summer we dig midgesFlies to the flamesFlakes flocked from the yardTo the window frame.Blizzard sculpted on glassMugs and arrows.The candle burned on the tableThe candle was burning.The candle was burning.OoohTo the illuminated ceilingShadows layCross your arms, cross your legs,The fate of the cross.And two shoes fellWith a knock on the floor.And wax with tears from the nightlightI dripped on the dress.I dripped on the dress.And everything was lost in the snow hazeGray and white.The candle burned on the tableThe candle was burning.OoohThe candle was burningOoh ohThe candle was burningOoohThe candle was burningThe candle was burningOoohThe candle was burningAwwwThe candle was burningOoohThe candle was burningOoohThe candle was burningBlowing all month in FebruaryAnd every now and then (every now and then)The candle burned on the tableThe candle was burning.The candle was burning.The candle was burning.The candle was burning.The candle was burning.
>>204842143 (OP)You was born that work in factorySay that work is good And even pay money thereEven once a year for sureI feel so bad, pls stopLets run awayAnd break regimO j
SmileMy fuck smileI'm walking the road and don't regret my boots.SmileMy fuck smileIn the broad road neither to the heaven nor to the hell.
In the field Katyusha was standingIn the field curly girl was standingYOUULIUUUYJLI was standingJYOUUYLIIUOOLI was standing
And in my yard there is a girl with a squareShe loves mephedrone, she loves mephedroneAnd in my yard there is a girl with a squareAnd I'm so in love with her, and I'm so in love with herI'll take my eyes off the ceiling in my headI touch your lips, tongue - neverMom will convince me: you are one, but I knowShe's lying. She's lying. She's lying anywayWhy don’t you want a move with us?Just walk and be silentJust walk and be silent, not stupidWhy don’t you want a move with us?Just walk and be silentJust walk and be silent, not stupidChorus:And in my yard there is a girl with a squareShe loves mephedrone, she loves mephedroneAnd in my yard there is a girl with a squareAnd I'm so in love with her, and I'm so in love with herAnd in my yard there is a girl with a squareShe loves mephedrone, she loves mephedroneAnd in my yard there is a girl with a squareAnd I'm so in love with her, and I'm so in love with herI always thought smoke in the clouds is in my headYou blame me down foreverMy mom will convince you, but I knowShe's lying. And I see your flight, your flightAnd in my yard, the body of a girl with a square, the body of a girl with a squareHug like a barAnd in my yard, the body of a girl with a square, the body of a girl with a squareHug like a bar
You are no able to walk on the water, you cannot do any miraclesWhen you are in pain, you cry, when ashamed — you put your eyes downBut in your fingers my loneliness is burning away to the smokeAnd all that you know, all you can do is to turn my heart into big onetuuuuuuuurn this heart into big one
Not a gun on my belt, but a miracle machineAnd I am extremely pleased with this little thingWith synthetic earsRumbles foam rubberThey are like a Martian IOh my micro tape recorder!I’m hurrying forward to my friend SonyaRattles, creaks, hisses, invigorates, callsTake off into the sky, oh finger-sized boyToday i'm a cassette boy
There is silence above meSky is filled with rainRain runs through meBut there is no more pain.Hearing the cold whisper of stars,We have burnt the last bridgeAnd everything fell into abyssI will be free!From Evil and Good.My soul was on the edge of knife.
>>204847155вроде нормальная конструкция, но у нее немного другое значение чем у "i am, for example". "as an example" используется что-бы выделить то что это положительный пример, пример поведения, a "for example" это больше просто как пример, что определенная ситуация возможна, "я живой пример" в данном контексте
Moscow crowshad woked me upWet matchesHad killed the hopeTo smokeMeans thatWe will live longerMeans thatBurn ships in my harborExchange ticket to roublesGrow till the shouldersI will never return homeWith you
>>204844856Do svidan'ya, malish, ya upal, a ti letish, nu i ladno uletay, v ray. nichego, nichego mi uvidemsya esh'e, ya i sam, ya i sam nazlo vragam budu tam.Agatha Christie "Malish"
>>204847326А, так ты в учебнике вычитал? Недавно проходить начали? Бывает, у моей однокурсницы только к девятому классу преподавать начали.Вычитал это там же где и have not, London is a capital of Great Britain, Howdoyoudo-imfinethankyouandyou-finethankyou? Ну ничего, у тебя ещё всё в переди, в интернете, например, много материала на английском. Ещё научишься
>>204847401Ну а "an example" употребляется в значении "в качестве примера". Не "для", а указывает на сам объект.
Bail smears like soot,I take someone’s hand, but I feel my elbowI look for the eyes, but I feel the lookWhere the ass is above the headsBehind a red sunrise, a pink sunset.Bound by one chain bound by one goal bound by one chain bound by one.Here the joints are sluggish, and the spaces are huge,Here the compositions were crumpled to make columns.Some words for kitchens, others for streets,Here eagles are dropped for broiler chickens.And I keep equal, even kissingOn one chain,Connected by one goal.Bound in one chainConnected by one goal.You can believe in the absence of faith,You can do it in the absence of work,Beggars pray, pray thatThat their poverty is guaranteed.Here you can play yourself on the trumpet,But if you don’t play, you all play hang up.And if there are those who come to you,There will be those who come for you.Also bound in one chainLinked by one purpose.Chained by one chain,Linked by one.Here women are looking,But they find only old age,Here is the measure of workConsider fatigueThere are no villains hereIn leather cabinets,Here, the former are similar to the latter.And no less than the lastTired maybeBe bound by one chainConnected by one goal.Shackled in one chainConnected by one goal.Chained by one chain,Linked by one purpose.Chained by one chain,Linked by one purpose.
Nulchan 2010, as promisedNobody is fucked up, everyone got itNulchan anonWords are loaded, thoughts are put in the tight fieldsI will be honest with you, you with me - so that is a dealNights, omichs, kapcha giving hintsWe are not heirs of the dvach, it’s fucking nulchan
At the hour when candles are litIn every house and every window -This is a holiday evening. Although the street is blizzard and wind, But even they smile at me And the ringing of hours on a festive evening. New, new, new, new year will fulfill all dreams! New, new, new, new year we will remember for a year! New, new, new, new year - do not spare the candles! New, new, new, new year - on New Year's Eve!
I will put on a coatIt's dark on the stairs again.There is a musty smell in the hallwayLike in the dungeonI go out into the yardSomeone swearing and arguing in the gatewayPigeons are eating on the windowBreadcrumbs
Позируешь, копируешь и блестишь без концаСлед после оставляешь, грешные путиНенавидишь, и на пути все рушишьСпасешь ли свою душу ты от этой суеты?Манишь, обманом славу оставляешь.Но душу не спасаешь ты от этой суеты[x2]Не перестаешь демонстрироватьвсе прелестиХоть и взяты были лишь взаймы ониДушишь, и на пути все рушишьСпасешь ли свою душу ты от этой суеты?Манишь, обманом славу оставляешь.Но душу не спасаешь ты от этой суеты
>>204846738Trophim? Kak eto stranno vsegda vrode by vzroslye ludi, a v golove erunda mechtayut kak deti o chude
You can't stop in this cityYou can only get highYou can only dieEverything around is laughingThe borders are changingAnd there is shadow of the huge birdOn this city
Theeeere faaar awaaayFireplace is buuurningAs an eternal signOf the forgootten lifeI am only one step away from itBut this one stepIs longer that a lifetime
In the midnight darknessHid grey homesAnd neon mirages.Evening fog went down on the city,The rains are knocking on the windows.Tonight this city got completely empty,I don't see a familiar face,Only shadows of random midnight birds,And this grey autumn rain.
Who enters the house with a good fairy tale? Who is familiar to everyone since childhood? Who is not a scientist, not a poet, And conquered the whole world, Who is known everywhere Tell me, what's his name?
My name is SyavaIm fuck up the facesI will count down every sneaky motherfuckerTheres will better dont even talk with meIf you, bird, dont watn become a loserWhat, what? Hop nothingWhat, what? Come here, fuck!Hop! Theres Syava on the divorse"Be fresh!" - screams dude on the r&b, shit!
We sat with the boys, didn’t touch anyone,Suddenly a jackal comes up to us, I told him: "Hey, fuck off!"“You,” he says, “Syava,” I told him: “Well, me, and what?”And he pushes me with patly in the shoulder."My name is Boris, I’m a famous journalist.I want to interview, they say that you are an artist. "But I decided to get up, correct so that the shirtAnd whisper in his ear: "Boris, go fuck you!"Fuck it! Go fuck! Go fuck, fuck, go fuck!
This guy was one of thoseWho just loves lifeHe loves holidays and loud laughter,Dust of roads and whistle of windHe was everywhere and always his own,Fell in love with the whole worldAnd drove his bike, not a limo.There are no more friends
I caressed your neck with a fingernail. I watered your body with rain. I fed you dessert from a fork. I darned all the holes in your underwear.But you, you drop me, you You, you drop me, you You, you drop me, you You you you
Farewell, foreign land,We can't stay here any more.We're now lighter than fog,We're now more clear than rain.We will come back here again,But who will tell us then:"Farewell, foreign land,Farewell".
The drunken stars burnedSang a bullet drank bloodMake-believe dyingResurrected beating againHopeless in a spiralRipped Gentle HaloThe mirrors did not reflectTears poured on the dance floorBullets trickedPoisons failedShot so inappropriatelyBullets trickedPoisons failedShot so inappropriatelySorry sorrySorry sorrySorry sorrySorry sorryBlood on the dance floorOur blood on the dance floorWe are blood on the dance floorOh hear the blood on the dance floor
Blue blank screen filled with clean dosMouse...Suddenly it became square, the mouse lost its shape ...I broke the windowninety-fifth mustdie windowAnd he put dos, and then he saw:This is happiness - that’s it.Tears on glasses ...Strange glasses, or maybe tears on the face ...Dos cleared everythingAll that was redundant on my c drive:I pressed f8And the cheerful Norton deleted everything for me:Forty megabytes.Maybe even more, maybe even sixty.And I introduced:The city was suddenly overrun by intelligent people:All came out under dos,A damn windows - deleted, damn it.Forgetting word,ms excel, corel draw and other hemorrhoids,People put dos,It’s like they go to Paradise in dosNormal, clean dos ...
Squirt in the face, squirt in the face, squirt champagne in the face meSquirt in the face, my face, squirt of champagne in the ziplockI want to get in the snot, smoke the finest styleThis variety I call "champagne in the face squirt"Squirt in the face, squirt in the face, squirt champagne in the face meSquirt in the face, my face, squirt of champagne in the ziplockI want to get in the snot, smoke the finest styleThis variety I call "champagne in the face squirt"
Vladimir Putin is a fine fellow!Politician, leader and fighter!Our president raised the country!Putin did not betray Russia!
>>204849425Just like a PUTIN, full of powerJust like a PUTIN, that he will nit drinkJust like a PUTIN, that will not hurts meJust like a PUTIN, thet will not run away
Many songs about miners were invented, Many songs about high-altitude installers. And about our Soviet police Besides this song, not one true ... When Baba Yaga was a girl, Wonder Onder was still small The Serpent-Flamer was a weakling chick, Tsar Kashchei was a good kid ... In the swamp near the Pacific lake, The good fellow was born at the dawn, Adam and Inspector Tikhon And they called him Vaska The SWAT-guy
There's a hole in my breast pocketAnd under the hole I have a good heartTransparent as glass.I sang their songs, drank their wineI felt so good as longUntil it got dark.Oh I lit the smoke grassI charged my trellis with fresh gasI breathed in a doseSuch that the sun rises inside!From a local clinic at will to pampasAn idiot ran away, climbed a palm treeAnd bit off his tail.And on the street of pure loveNegroes blew up the hospital and all of oursPut on the count.Oh it's apartheidInstead of happiness, a piece of shitAnd God knows whenThe sun will rise again over Africa!Eye for eye, tooth for tooth, mouth for mouth.You got sticky like honey, so soonWhite dirt will flow.And we waltz on a slippery table,And through the hole in the ceiling we see space.We are free already!Oh, open, dear, mouth, -I will put my pistol in it.I'll pull the triggerGet ready, now the sun will burst! ..
The truth has will be is oneThis is say a pharaonHe was will be a very smartAnd for this him calling THOOTANHMOON
If you've got a pack of smokes in your pocketMaybe this day isn't all that badAnd a boarding pass for a silver-winged planeThat takes off, leaving but its shadow on the ground
A little bit slower, horses, slower!Dont listen to the tight whipBut something horses caught me choosy,And I didn’t have time to live, I won’t have time to finish!
She was lying on the groundHer eyes was aiming in the skyThere is no moment in time when the world that burning on the flame was so gentle to her
Bullet whistled and hit me in the chest,I saved myself in the steppe on my dashing horse.But commissar reached me with his cavalry sword,I swayed and fell off the horse.
Не знаю, почему, но мне сложно очень в этом треде играть. То ли потому что битардский английский на реальный вообще не похож, то ли потому что постится какое-то дровяное говно из радио батиной девятки.
This is the first time I see this hero.He is completely unfamiliar to me.I pissed in the eyes of such obsessions.Not morning, but a fucking paddock.The face of the head is peaceful.The eyelids are closed like he is sleeping.But it's hard to sleep, and wake up,When the head in the Dixie bag lies.
I look very meager, untidy mistermy face is scarred, my hands are prone to crime,but, just recently, a friend gave mesports glasses for my birthdaynow it's always luxurious and dark to meand people do not see my thief face sports glasses - an elegant silhouette,thin frame, in them I am a disco esthet
Black bacardiDancing in my bedDo not tell me (Enough!)Take off your dress!Black bacardiDancing in my bedDo not tell me (Enough!)Take off your dress!
I lived in this cityAnd wore brass knuckles in my pocketOtherwise I would be beatenOtherwise I would be beatenAnd I lived in this cityAnd I loved Nazareth very muchOtherwise I would be beatenOtherwise I would be beatenI lived in this cityTrying not to know a lot of wordsOtherwise I would be beatenOtherwise I would be beatenAnd I lived in this cityTrying to have a fucking faceOtherwise I would be beatenOtherwise I would be beaten
When you see me, my sugar is burntYou expose unborn children to the thresholdI wash my eyes with smoke, blind as blistersTake me skipping, guide tramsSo in some kitchen, but in a drunk, but in a messHow to mess up a whore cutesy as a couturier in your earWithout youHopping swallow saliva and fucking on the table forgetfulI will dream of my funeralYou're in black-black-black ...
They asked me, " Who are you?»They asked me, " what do you believe?»And I told them I was just a birdAnd I told them my mother was a crowI only believe in punk and rock ' n ' rollThey asked me, " What's your name?»They asked me, " Where did you come from?»I told them my name was ja.And I told them I came from thereWhere ever ruled by punk and rock-n-rollThey asked me, " Why do you live?»They asked me, " What are you waiting for?»And I told them I was living for kicks.I'm waiting for the big war to start.And I play punk and rock ' n ' rollThey asked me, " Where will you die?»They asked me, " What will you find?»I threw my skis in a stinking ditchShe got up and again in the sky the sunAnd again I will conquer punk and rock'n'roll
In mouth i'm fucked first channelSecond channel fuck in the face tooThird channel also such a crazyshitAnd the fourth, to be honest, I wouldn't look
Kind stranger, enter the glorious city of BaghdadYou won't believe your eyesA cascade of adventures awaitsAre you ready? Open, Sesame!Arabian nightThe magical EastSorcery and revenge, valor and honorPalaces and sandO, wondrous East! O, fairytale land!Here poison and steel bring certain deathYou better watch outThough treacherous and savage, the East is unrivaled in beautyPrepare your blade, godspeed!May the magic carpet bring you away from your worriesTo the East, where fairytales beckon.
Hello, buddy, can you hear me?Let's play a game, I'll make you laugh ...We spread the cards, find out the fate?Pull any one! Touch!The magic of suit has flashed!No, do not be afraid.Go to me more boldly,I wait for you hereIn the whirlpool of doubt ....The seats are all occupied, you are in the front row!Juggle with youBalls of glass, already you are mine!Applause, obeisances and pas,But you have not understood yet,That your life is in my hands!I could not resistBefore the passion of skillYour souls collectIn the collection of art ...
From the hill, from the hillSleigh, sleighAnd fly, fly downCobbles, CobblesDimples, dimplesAnd you, dear, do not be afraidTo everyone who fell - gifts from heavenBright stars lit upSo get upAnd again on the sleighAnd fly, fly downAnd fly, fly downAnd fly, fly downAt the bottom of the hillMoms, DadsWaiting for a boyWipe your tearsAnd again to the sleighAnd fly, fly downAnd fly, fly downAnd fly, fly down
Ukraine's glory and will have not died yet,More to us, brethren, the fate will smile.Our heads will die like dew in the sun.We, brothers, also preach in our side.We lay our body and soul for our freedom,And let us show that we, brethren, are of the Cossack lineage.
And so grandpa Maxim has diedAnd his dick is still intactHe was put into a boxHis dick hit the ceilingHe was an absolute unitHe grilled barbeque on his shlongHe dug the garden soil with his dickHe watered the plants with his dickDuring the war, he saved a divisionThe gerБлядь, идите нахуЙ, я не хочу это гвоно переводить
My youth BeloroossiaaaaaSong of partisansPines and fogSong of partisansScarlet dawnMy youth Beloroossiaaaaa
Mother prayed for God about me Bowed, kissed the cross. And her son got a long way, oh Troubles of diamonds, peak interest. The crane flies through the sky, the ship goes by sea, And Life, where, draws me to the wide world, And where is the reward for me, and where is the ambush on me, Take a walk, soldier, look for the answer. The crane flies across the sky ...
I am the lonely tramp of Casanov’s loveThe eternal lover and the eternal villain-smoothie.But I won’t tire of seducing again and again,I’ll stay, tramp, aloneCasanova.
Cut jeans, summer, three stripesOn sneakers in a warm rain...Again you're the best of all, and then, your mom, tickets,We'll go through...
Not samali, And not the Caribbean, I'm the new Russian pirate. And not Brazilian, And not Indian, I'm the new Russian pirate.
Wine and hash, and Istanbul and Paris, Sailor, sailor, why are you sad? Come on, tell her, the night is short How the hell out of the sea screwed horns. Wine and hash, and Istanbul and Paris, Sailor, sailor, why are you sad? Take a cigarette, slap the wine And sing a song about the dead man's chest.
Give me! Give-give-give-give-give! Give-give-give-give-give-give! Give-give-give-give-give give-give! Give-give-give-give-give! If you don't give, then sell! Give-give-give-give-give! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! I will not give! Gimme! The little give! I'm not asking for more! Shoo-shoo-shoo-shoo! Give me! Give-give-give-give-give! If you don't give, then sell! Gimme! Barely breathing! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! I will not give! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! I will not give!
Late in the fall, the cruiser anchored at the rocks, A metal voice in English said: Tazu, Tazu, the army is gone, the war is over, Tazu, Tazu, your emperor surrendered, leave your stones, must blow it! Tatsu knows this is the voice of the enemy He did not understand a word, then everything is certain. Banzai, Mikado-wah ka-tsu! Banzai, Buntai-wah, tsu-yee!
This Victory DayThe smell of gunpowderThis is a holidayWith gray hair at the temples.It's a joyWith tears in his eyes.Victory Day!Victory Day!Victory Day!
Lipstick smeared on wet lips with a fingerWith a strip of white you will pave the way to the worlds lost in the seaWHO ARE YOUI can not love I do not want to hateWHO AM II don't need enemies I grab myselfTears in the handsTears ...Blood on handBlood in the eyesCold skin and mascara flowed black bloodDo not want can not scream do not groan do not even kill yourselfDirty thoughts are you just leavingTake me take with youNailed heart beaten soulCrushed by a herd of what are you standing hereWHO ARE YOUI can not love I do not want to hateWHO AM II don't need enemies I grab myselfTears in the handsTears ...Blood on handBlood in the eyes[Dirty thoughts you just walk awayTake me take with youNailed heart beaten soulChoked by a herd of what are you standing here]WHO ARE YOUI can not love I do not want to hateWHO AM II don't need enemies I grab myselfTears in the handsTears ...Blood on the eyes.
Give me! Give-give-give-give-give! Give-give-give-give-give-give! Give-give-give-give-give give-give! Give-give-give-give-give! If you don't give, then sell! Give-give-give-give-give! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! I will not give! Gimme! The little give! I'm not asking for more! Shoo-shoo-shoo-shoo! Give me! Give-give-give-give-give! If you don't give, then sell! Gimme! Barely breathing! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! I will not give! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! I will not give! Это отгадайте! Это сложно отгадать!
I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't careAbout the spiritsSo be it, so be it, so be it, so be it, so be itYou'll be mine
You looked at me You searched for me everywhere. I used to run from everyone Keeping your views. And now you are gone For some reason you are not there I want you to be So you still look at me. And outside the window That rain, then snow. And it's time to sleep And do not fall asleep. It's the same yard All the same laugh And only you Not enough a bit.
Stosha shit assed guy, silence fingers...Fly my shower, don't stay...Stosha shit assed guy, gravity is no more...No gravity anymore...
Union of indestructible republics of freeGreat Russia rallied forever.Long live created by the will of peoplesSingle, mighty Soviet Union!
Shit, prick, penis, dick, davalka, cock, fuckingHead, slut, ass, dick, fucker, cock ... assholeMasturbation, piss, point, slut, vaginaBitch, fucker, vagina, fart, wankerFag, cunt, ACE, spoogeFaggot, asshole, pussy, pussyAnus, vagina, Putana, faggotSlut, cocksucker, scrotum, cocksucker ... round!
Give me! Give-give-give-give-give! Give-give-give-give-give-give! Give-give-give-give-give give-give! Give-give-give-give-give! If you don't give, then sell! Give-give-give-give-give! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! I will not give! Gimme! The little give! I'm not asking for more! Shoo-shoo-shoo-shoo! Give me! Give-give-give-give-give! If you don't give, then sell! Gimme! Barely breathing! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! I will not give! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! Shu-Shu! I will not give!
Imagine the whole world, the whole vast world.,The way he is, he really is.With fields, birds, flowers and people ,But without love, you know, without love.There are oceans, clouds and cities ,Only about love no one not heard never.So same blue at night stars in the sky circle,So same on the morning the sun shines with heights.Only for what he, and whom he need -A world where people don't need each other?So same attenuates summer, and comes the frost,And the ground under the snow waiting for the new spring.Only I don't need it, you hear, I don't need it at allA world where you and I don't need each other.Imagine the whole world, the whole vast world.,As he is, and that love is in him.When it is filled with the breath of spring,And he dreams all the time.If anything goes wrong in fate,The world, where there is no love again imagine itself.So same blue at night stars in the sky circle,So same on the morning the sun shines with heights.Only for what he, and whom he need -A world where people don't need each other?
1) thanks center for that2) I got some cashMy doings have changedEvery respecting meKnowing who am iI got some cashMachine get props in line- You have talent bro-Which?-Play onlineEvery asking:AK, how to make some cash?Which button press?- Casino three axesIm spending and not cryingAll what were earned yesterdayI got the Lucky Ans holding for both wings
My seat is on the left side, I have to sit thereI don't get why it's so cold hereI don't know my neighbourEven though it's been a yearAnd we're drowningYet everyone knows where's the fordWith hope in their eyes minna-chan's staring at the ceiling Of the eastbound trolleyOf the eastbound trolleyThe trolley...
Look around and see back. Ghosts try to connect with you. The world isn't what it looks like. There are miracles all over the place. You don't see everything. You should make the choice and embrace your destiny...
Yo, dear mother, what do we hooligans want? A lot of money and as much in addition We are against war, we are for dialogue, But if you're a sucker, sit up straight and don't open your mouth So, our company is four friends Nagano, Bankok, Zhora and Coupe The Bastard We are sitting, listening to the CD, some kind of dick, Uncle's Retro Records
>>204852655Eto iz Charodeev "Ne nuzhen mir v kotorom ludi drug drugu ne nuzhny". Awesome song, Vitorgan pel.
>>204852892Я встал на мостик посмотреть не встала на мостик ли она, чтоб посмотреть не встал на мостик ли я
Apples in the Snow - pink on whiteWhat shall we do with them, with apples in the snowApples in the snow in pink delicate skinYou still help them, I can’t imagineApples in the snow, apples in the snowApples in the snow, apples in the snowYou still help them, I can’t imagineYou still help them, I can’t imagineApples in the snow - so helplessly freezingLike white springs in the memory of the shoreApples in the snow slowly freezeYou warm them with tears, I can’t
If you belive in talesIts goodYou wearing red hatIm grey wolf SifMaybe truly it is necessaryIm worrying about itIm absolutely not like thatNot like thatWe are staying togetherI remember your nameSveta? Lena? Victoria?OhVeroniiikaaa
The roof was covered with snowTV is silent.My body suddenly shookSomeone is knocking on windows.I can only remember "Our Father",Because even the elevator does not go to my floor.The wind sways smoothly,Interrupting the light.Shaky eaves lead thereWhere there is no sidewalk.And in the morning they found footprints on the walls,And who were they and how did they find me?
>>204842143 (OP)Music going louder, eyes are opened, its a non-stop, night revelation.Make as you want, I am forgetting, its a non-stop not ever ending!
I be that rotten garbage crawling out the ditch, stiches for a snitch, bodies in the fridge, blade scraping, grey aping, banging on my fucking chest, feel the static, problematic, be my motherfucking guest
White night of lilac foliage The wind shakes now timid then bold In the white night at the hour when I fall asleep I have a dream amazingly whiteThe bird flies its magic wing And I guess your appearance In the white night you and I will leave Where I do not know where I do not know White night descended like a cloud The wind divines on young foliage I hear a familiar speech I see your appearance Well why is it only in a dream White night descended like a cloud The wind divines on young foliage I hear a familiar speech I see your appearance Well why is it only in a dream
I count money on the table, and somewhere my cant smolders The mirror will kill me someday, but not now You're fake too, you're broken too You also try to live and love I look into her eyes and see only a reflection Money, cars, clothes This mirror is broken, like everything in this world And we only fall down in shards
Only cup of vodka on the tableWinter crying outsideQuietly respond with pain in meThis young moon's screams
Ballgame's in the refrigeratorDoor is closedLights are outButter's gettin' hard!What a splendid pie, pizza-pizza pieEvery minute and every second, buy, buy, buy, buy, buyWhat a splendid pie, pizza-pizza pieEvery minute and every second, buy, buy, buy, buy, buyPepperoni and green peppers, mushrooms, olive, chivesPepperoni and green peppers, mushrooms, olive, chives
I got up early in the morning, lit a cigarette Before eating, took out a cigarette I had lunch very tight in the dining room And lit a cigarette on the spot Smoking I really like every WednesdayOne cigarette and a second cigarette I smoke in the rings on Saturday afternoon When I smoke a cigarette, I smoke a cigarette My passion I like to smoke very much I smoke a cigarette and it repeats I like to watch ashes crumble from it I smoke a cigarette and it repeats
I'll go find some vodkaI'll go find some vodkaI'll go find some vodkaI'll go find some vodkaGo, find some vodkaGo, find some vodkaGo, find some vodkaGo, find some vodka, find som evodka, find some vodka
I'am admit so frequentlyWhat it like somebody replaced meI'am decrepit and lost my dreamsTV replaced Nature for meWhat happened yesterdayIts time to me to forgetFrom the tommorow day, from the tommorow dayNot a friends, Not a neighbours, nobody...Cant recognize me, cant recognize meПодсказка - песня олдовая и мемная
In a starry whirlwind of time, dreams change color, They have come true alone, others have melted away. And others have been attracted to a strange light for thousands of years,Remaining only a ghost, only a dream, keeping a covenant. But the more unrealistic our goal, the more attractive it is. Forcing us to believe in ourselves, as if indeed true. In anticipation of a dream over the abyss in the rye We searched for our own path, forgetting about eternal lies. And this earthly world was only for us and only because In the name of a dream we can destroy it in an instant. And it may be so stupid - to build the naive children's fairy tale for the ultimate goal, but it's worth living for it. In the starry whirlwind of time in the development of ideas, the Court of History is strict and there is no truth. The City of the Sun of the Earth from the walls of its design research institutes could not exit, leaving us with only its colors. But the more unrealistic our goal, the more attractive it is. We are blinded by our light in the arms of a beautiful dream. And it may be so stupid - to build the naive children's fairy tale for the ultimate goal, but it's worth living for it.
There was naked body found in the wet bed - cabinet noir (black room)The doors slamed, guests left somewhere - I didn't wantThe dead fish sinked on the bottom quitely - and dispersedAll of you could but stopped for a long - that's fucking great! It's hard to believe itBut I must admit, thatI don't care about my faceShe doesn't care about my faceYou don't care about my faceAll of you don't care about my face The birds are laughing, but suddenly silenced for a moment - it has to be ableChidren are fighting, hands are rushing straight - just to make itRings and doors, just to stay in the shadow - and not to breatheAnd dead animals, how dazedly they - like to lie It's hard to believe itBut I must admit, thatI don't care about my faceShe doesn't care about my faceYou don't care about my faceAll of you don't care about my face The dim shadows, in the evening I gave up too - and stoppedAngry knees, someone cut poplars - and pedestalEvery half-asleep like to laugh and to sing - and to dieAnd dead kitten, he stays to endure - and to watch It's hard to believe itBut I must admit, thatI shit on my faceHe shit on my faceYou shit on my faceAll of you took a shit on my face!
I could bet on new-years eveHe'd call me up at nightFrom the other side of the worldEd was always there alrightEd's got the looks of a movie starEd's got the smile of a princeHe ride a bike instead of a carI want to be his friendDancing in the living roomWith the ladies so niceLike a child with a wisdom toothHe's just a friend of mineEd's got the rings and the colorsEd's got the wind in his hairHe goes a riding with the brothersHe's got a fist in the airGoing to the run, run AngelGoing to the run, run AngelWell, heaven and hell came together that nightOnly for you this timeGoing to the run, forever AngelOne summer at the festivalHolding on real tightOn the back of a HarleyHe took me for a ride in the skyEd's got the looks of a movie starEd's got the smile of a princeHe'd ride a bike instead of a carI'll always be his friendGoing to the run, run AngelGoing to the run, run AngelAnd his wings started to shine so brightLike a fire in the nightGoing to the run, forever AngelGoing to the run, run AngelForever going to the run, run AngelWell, heaven and hell came together that nightOnly for you this timeGoing to the run, forever Angel
>>204853890Сделал бы благородное дело просветил ньюфагов, принес бы свет в наши темные умишки. А так вся слава гуглу достанется. Машине блин.
On empty street togetherWe walking somewereI'm smoking, you eating candiesLigths shining for a long timeYou saying: Lets go to the cinema?But i'm calling you in bar, of coursemmmmmmmmmeighth grader girl
I'll reveal to you the most fearsome of secrets,I've been silent for so long, but now it is time,I'm a creator of everything you see around,And you, my precious, are the mother of gods
First, I will fuck Leha dumbbell in my ear, putting the baker asideThe baker may be needed later, at the end of the funTo finish off Lyokha already for certainLet Leche all his cheap sinsGive this bitch nutsYou ask why Lyokha, Lyokha yourAnd I will answer you:"What the fuck fuck you, Lech, open your eyes, brozLyokha is as good to us as pus "When he is pus in the body, also like his own, but not quiteStick to the topicFrom the second strike with a dumbbell, he densely drips on the Lyubertsy carpetWith Lyokha finished, then what?Next EgorEgor - it's half a minute with knees and elbowsAnd fucked, Yegor’s love for salsa did not help in chunksThen convulsions of red-headed Edik in a cramped entrance hallThe howl of Tyoma, the sharp stink of his gut, in the boils of his mugYou will say: "Fuck Dark is out of business, fucking him then"And I won’t answer you, I won’t answer youAfter Tema Danila will follow the forefathersI'll finish the fag in the foot, bone crunch is cuteTwins behind Danila, their last name flewWell, those silent blondes, from the tattoos are all blueSymmetrically lived twin earsBorn, died together, like sticky poopPizdauskas shorter than this pioneer squadThey regret that they didn’t drink poison a minute before
это конечно очень легко, но все же вкину.God save the Tsar!Strong, sovereign,Reign for glory, for glory to us!Reign for fear of enemiesOrthodox Tsar!God save the Tsar!
The birds start to sparkle in the morning What is your dew From the cursed eyes of God Yellow summer Animals at night blow trumpets In the labor hole And waddles through the hills Coniferous echo Through the lights through the woods On an obedient carpet In the dawn of reality Yes, with the speed of the world - It's time! Grasses spike from the heels of the earth Like a bucket And don't quench anyone Their sweet sea
He is a great hero He is everywhere he is everywhere He in a crowd he is a mountain At every step and in every cunt
I’ll sing a song for you, but not this, but another But about that pam pa-da-da-da-dam Too late You need to talk, you need to understand But don't, it turns out, yes again It's too late To say that flashed-escaped And you and me fall a star And sings and admires the surf Summer bye-bye, fall asleep summer Summer-summer fly away And you and me fall a star And sings and admires the surf Summer bye-bye, fall asleep summer Summer-summer flies away Mazafaka Mazafaka Mazafaka Mazafaka
это русская песня, хоть и на смешном языке в оригинале.Fifth in the family, nickname Makhno.Does not let me sleep, my worried sleep.How sly a fox is, how many souls have he lost?Almost did not wash the blood of enemies.Bolshevik is a fool - I laugh in my faceOn four sides I do not pray to God.You know, twenty body wounds don't hurt,Only the thirteenth thing in my heart hurts.He hid the gold from the Bolsheviks,An impoverished immigrant in France was dying.Will or death, anarchy mother,Black flag color is my land!Life in Poli went down in priceIt is easier to kill than to fear deathOne warrior, they feared him like Satan!Betrayal of the Reds, a broken army,The yard snake shows its tail,Latin letters, Arabic numeralsThe graves number - shitt-shitt-eight-shits!On four sides I do not pray to God!
What autumn in the camps, leaves leaves to ban,And I scream, scream to the snees, let them lie still a week.Autumn is not to be driven away with a broom, it came not as a punishment,This fall is like a mother to us, with her a short date.
A friend is someone who gives a bone to a friend in life - эту песню мало кто отгадает, так она вышла только летом этого года
There is no news from old friends, sad. And my soul from fresh newspapers is empty. And from stale - little fun. True, there was an army friend - he left. Oh yo ... The neighbor washed down - they have a strike at their factory. There is trouble with tea - there is one pack left. In the kitchen, a note: "Do not wait, I will stay with Gali." On TV, they dress up, how to live on - they got it. Oh yo ...
Warm snow was falling She turned on the light. He closed the garage, Warm snow was falling. She took off her coat He started the engine. They were hot together Flowed sweet gas. Children of love We will fall asleep in your soft paws. Children of love Your mint smell will destroy us.
Dark, gloomy corridorI'm tiptoeing like a thiefI make my way, breathing a little,In order not to frightenThose who have been sleeping for a long time,Those who careWhose room am I secretlyI wish you a peekTo see...Like insomnia at nightChanges, unsociable, your appearance,Whose slave ideas are you?Why do you hunt people?A cross on my chestLook at himWhat is he capable of in you?Dramatically change?I read a lot of booksI saw a lot of tricksMy secret from meDo not try to hide!I saw it!Like insomnia at nightChanges, unsociable, your appearance,Whose slave ideas are you?Why do you hunt people?It is unfortunate that you thenI could not believeThat your new buddyNot like everyone else!You stayed with him aloneNot knowing anything about him.What is dangerous for everyone,Don't give a damn about you!And you hit!To the real sorcererHe ruined people like you, not one!Like a doll and at nightNow he can control you!Everything happens as in a nightmare.And being here is dangerous for me!
A friend is someone who gives a bone to a friend in life - эту песню мало кто отгадает, так она вышла только летом этого года. кто отгадает, тому дам логин и пароль акка моей девушки
>>204854728Падал теплый снегHe shoots lasers from his eyes,There are no match for him on the globe,From another planet, he flew to us,By 140% he is the best president.
A noose, a hook, and the Shoe won't fall off! Back and forth, back and forth, that's sleight of hand, that's the trick! Bunny ears-elegant bow! Do what you want and you'll be right. A noose, a hook, and you can fly. Loop, hook, hook, and here-the Lace will not fail!!
Blast your house and strangle your children. You do this for the benefit of all other people. As long as your motives are like steel Destroy yourself, destroy! No one in this world will dare to dictate What can be said here and what can not be written. No stops, go ahead soon Destroy yourself, destroy! Go out into the street and shoot in the head. I guarantee that the audience is not ready. Drink a handful of pills, standing right in the trading floor, It cannot be otherwise, these bastards will follow us! This is a panacea, this is the right way. Put a noose around your neck and tighten it tight. This new game is suitable for people from different classes, Be yourself and promote your ugliness to the masses. Follow me, do as I do. Destroy yourself, destroy yourself.
And I personally freed my love from further inevitable afflictionsGot it with a gingerbreadGot it with a gingerbreadRaped by a drunk, cruel bootAnd hung on the cloud like a childHis unloved dollHis unloved dollHis unloved dollHis unloved doll
>>204854909Вишневая семерка, неоновые огни. Стекло tinted (тонированное скорее всего), вишневая семерка... Хмммммм.
Darkness obscures the horizon.Leaden clouds loom over the fields.To vanquish this evil, the blacksmiths of the Atlantis have moulded... The Emerald Schlong!The devil's cunning, wiles of the nymph?What brought you into existence, o Emerald Schlong?You bring despair into the enemy's heartsThe demigods' one-meter-long schlongYou don't blunt, and you don't blunderTearing enemies asunderChampion of both tale and songThe eternal Emerald Schlong!Первый куплет переводил по смыслу, не задумываясь о рифме. Припев я решил сделать "певабельным".
