Текст песни Роман Трахтенберг - Евгений Онегин

What to do - know, nature of female
He knew only Lensky.
After all, it has not passed even a year -
And Olga is another fucking ...

I will make a reservation: the other has become a husband,
But not about that friends, we are so shinged ...

Safe mother, and unanswered
Those words remained.
And then the carriage is harnessed
And ahead - Moscow, Moscow!

Epilogue.

Roads, your mother to the left!
A nightmare - a miles to a mileage.
Oh, Alexander Sergeyich, where are you?
Our roads are still those ...

Five hundred years later, right
We will change immensely ...
So you wrote correctly!
Alas, you are apparently right ...

You wrote: “Roads are bad,
Forgotten bridges rot,
And stations bugs and fleas
They do not let them fall asleep,

And for lunch they give shit ... "
Now it’s not the case for a long time -

Bed bugs no longer sharpen the walls,
There is where to eat and drink ...
But the price, can Sergeyich, prices!
Better - fleas, be a whore!))) ???? ????????