Текст песни Infornal fuckЪ - кукушка

We sat with you under an old pine tree
In the morning at the forest edge
Above my head in a dense coniferous crown
The song of the cuckoo was heard
I decided to ask the prophetic bird:
Tell me without hiding
How many guys did my sweetheart have before me?

The gray cuckoo was crowing:
20-30-40-205,
I naive thought you weren't a whore
It turned out to be a uniform whore!

The first hour passed - my eye twitched.
Know, she cuckoo something for a long time.
The bird sang "ku-ku" 300 fucking times,
As if the goblin was pulling her tail.

300 with fucking muzzles - well, bitch, a record!
Casanova hiccups in a coffin!
Ay-ay-ay, oh-oh-oh, I'm, guys, alive
USB hub fuck!

The gray cuckoo was crowing:
20-30-40-305,
I naive thought you weren't a whore
It turned out to be a complete whore!

The sun rose to the zenith, I burst into tears
And the cuckoo yells, how it is closed!
This is all a terrible dream! And who am I in love with-
The whole division blew her!

There is a mondrage throughout the body! Oh fucking experience!
You must be an evil spirit.
I look at you and whisper "Our Father"
To know what you have infected me with.

The gray cuckoo was crowing -
A lot of times - do not count.
I certainly thought you were a slut
But I didn't know you were such a whore.

How many hahales have not been counted yet?
Say, cuckoo, sing.
From such astronomical figures
I felt terrible - I went into a binge out of grief.

The sunset was burning, it was hell.
At sunset the cuckoo became hoarse.
I rested my unseeing gaze on the horizon
And inside the heart stuck to the ass.

Khan's thing bird - it snapped
And the dead fell down.
Since then, under the pine tree
I sit all gray and greenpeace hates me.

The gray cuckoo was crowing -
I couldn't do it.
No, dear, you are not just a whore.
You are a super-monster in nature.

Don't make fun of nature
And do not destroy the forest grace.
If you meet a cuckoo in the forest
Don't ask her dick to count.