Текст песни Губайдулин - Бом-Бом

I sit in Belyash
They say that our Crimea
I barely door gave legs at least
This is foresage
From devouring with Baul Pathers
Where life is a jet
Previously, a red brick wall
For the soul

Here I got faithful ps
Sometimes even the paw gives
The sneakers have already slept
Well, soon my sofa will devour
Kent took dough it took two years
Will not return but
No, still my dog - better
Than this dog

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