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Well, what about the fact that yesterday I flew from Amsterdam?
I did not smoke poison there I and mushrooms did not eat a gram.
I would drink a bowl with poison, I would ate a hippo,
If only I could not see more streets of the Red Amsterdam.

Oh, this city is like a undermined warehouse,
This city is a real hell,
There is never peace and silence.
This city from birth rose on the trop of war.

Adults and children are shooting there
Fantomas and Yeti shoot there.
Sometimes it looks so funny
But I always said: the world is the world, and the war in the leather coat.

And I could not live somewhere else
And love someone like you.
I could not live somewhere else.
I could not live with someone else
And love someone like you
I could not love someone else, as you ...

And where you fall, I am a straw bed.
All who wish you evil will forget the road to your home;
And you will tell me then: "Hello, my illusion,
Hello, my little Napoleon. "
"Believe me, Josephine, and everything will be so.
Believe me, Josephine ... "

So what's the fact that yesterday I flew from Amsterdam?
I did not smoke poison there I and mushrooms did not eat a gram.
Look in my eyes - there is no
Eyes honest than me,
And I could not live somewhere else
And love someone like you.
I could not live somewhere else.
I could not live with someone else
And love someone like you
I could not love someone else, as you ...