Текст песни А. Лаэртский - Толстые лебеди

Today drunken bully my girlfriend shot
And I sent to the foot end, so I lay down, and finally fucking
And let's run a bully girlfriend is dead
Around not see no soul, and quiet as the countryside

Only somewhere very far away buzzing sad locomotive
Now I would sit on it and the sebatsya, damn, Paris
Hegel in something was wrong with Feuerbach, bitch,
And yet who they will understand, philosophy fucking

Thick swans swimming in the lake
Fucking paws muddy water
Willow weep sad smelly
Clouds in the sky flying all sorts of
I bodunischa sitting on driftwood, damn
I was not up to the Lebedev and willows
Not until then mine, I really badly, damn
And nobody gives Volvo mine