Текст песни картавый без слуха и голоса - улитка ядвига

no in the world of books about snail yvigig
there is no medal or tombstone
Probably do not know about it and small details
Only we stayed on her horizontal

This song about the hero is so old
that the world then was still God's paradise
that only still invented escargo
which turned out to be non-verification

She was from the genus grape sister
by name strange such agydy
But the song is not about that angry old woman
Why do we sing about the port ...

Jadvig dreamed of becoming a traveler
Ship to griely and fly by a petrel
Let she love only the spinach
But I could sit on the street twine

She loved Agivdyu but she was not very
loved yancess mother his shorter
only a little elephant was afraid
Well, frying pan and street pilaf

she was born in the head of the girl a lot
called her by the way too
when she asked for the parents of Junk
Those gave her KISU and showed a fig

but Yana dream his sleeper
dreamed of snail time not regret
But there were only graffiti on the page
Yes, and they were forced only to get angry

Jadwig Snail is our only idea
When we were a kid and were more
Everyone in the world has its own yavig
Let many before the first visit

life adult and so serious
but sometimes you know useful
When we are over the meaning in Snail sent
to get it out of his head and the abyss

Jadwig Snail Jadwig Snail
about you not written in the world book
You do not have any benefit from you
for parents you even possibly

But so you are beautiful in our idea
For those who are silent a little longer
For those who appreciate human imagination
For those whose life is a continuous impression

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