Текст песни Наум Блик - Утро

I was kicked out of the house of the sun 's rays ,
On the street in April , arrived rooks .
I shaved and clean as Vincent Cassel
He ate a sandwich , drank jelly .

Trill of the nightingale , the murmur of the brook .
So begins the day an ant , like me .
And a song about the morning ....
Long live the spring and the Kama Sutra !
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