Текст песни Мёртвые Груши - Философ в бане

Philosophy in the bath ( K.Prutkov )

Fully me Levkonoya elastically iron hand ;
Full of my loins slide along the waist .
You Call Diskometa , belt - shod Taurus ;
In the work of your sweet fast it will change you.
Experience Taurus and strong ; he transcend ointments !
Jump on his back just , you are rested in the neck heel.
You , meanwhile, Shchekotov me a little hairless crown ;
Plow up by science forehead softly roses decorate .