Текст песни Парадипта - Больной ублюдок

I met with her
On the street, in a crowd
Somewhere city raced
I go home to myself

Simple and inconspicuous
She calmly walked
His bright smile
I seared the soul.

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Ah, what a woman
The eye does not otvedesh
During her unconscious
In a fire you will go
Ah, what a woman
I'm at her feet
Brochu curls streaked with gray
All that is, give it up.

We exchanged a glance
One only once
And I realized that it is necessary
Catch the last chance

It is still fragile
Hope twilight
I can see exactly
And the rest is not.

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I saw a lot of women
The fate of not just cursing
Someone I offended
And someone and me

Whiskey zaporoshilo
Snow days past
Finally I decided to
What have I just with it.

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Ah, what a woman!