Текст песни Гера Моралис - Однажды

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Once everything is as a penny -
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First, the waist, then chest.
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Then, the laughter in the long ash on the bench
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And at the end of the nightingale bend.

Or a little girl ice
Frosty wag his scythe,
And horror not understanding
On hot coals go barefoot.

Or thrown out of his mouth thing,
Not unlike any dollars, not rubles.
As if I came from another planet
Or grown as a turnip out of the ground.

Well, I was born here in truth,
While calling the local laughter.
I just have potalok fell off,
Here and I differ slightly from the others.

No, in such a state it is not bad,
I can, for example, does not sleep.
Someone calls me seriously Buddha,
But I still just want them to be.

While I am talking to himself "dosvidaniya"
And I go without clothes, when the winter,
And in the evening I try not to attract attention
And happy to jump at home.