Текст песни Саша Горбунов - Пушкин

Rivers flow north, birds fly south;
In the field blooming clover, in the sky the scorching circle
Multiple in the forehead of the freckles, joyfully burns the forest.
MNET Alexander Pushkin Magnificent Teles
Goncharova!
Goncharova
Natalia Nikolaevna, and the hand just below the waist ...

Silk curls proudly poet shakes,
Baba covers nostrils and sucks.
Pushkin neither sleep nor the Spirit that in ten years
The coffin will be a pile, shoot a gun
Dantes!
Dantes ...

In January at the end of the week
Alexander was shot
Because of women,
prostitutes
Goncharova -
Old whore! ..