Текст песни Скороспилсия - Уходи

I could not think something
What could be so chronovo.
All attempts to become normal
Turned to me sideways.
I gave my heart and so wanted to be loved,
But this is not for me, since I was born as a cretian.
Even Pushkin read.
He was black, he was killed.
And all sorts of gamletts with Shakespeare,
Othello fucking and fries.
But Lermontov did not have time, this is what is probably the reason.
In all, fucking, he is to blame, and in general to drink beer.

Chorus:
Leave if you can
And again become happy.
Nothing here do not touch
Run from cretin.

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But what is this nonsense, and what is this snot?!
Probably, it would be better to listen to someone's screams all the time?!
And poured from the Boduniki not to see a good friend nearby,
Which beer would be brought or wine there with a boat.
Or something else,
So that the ball does not bother.
Well, that's all - you jumped,
And I left one again.