Текст песни Игорь Бурмистров - Мне нравится ходить

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I like to go with the face of the bastard
I love poorat like an idiot
In my steel , proluzhennom stomach
Bottles of wine lacking

I love to fly in the beer haze
Testing transcendental ecstasy
But it ran out of fuel and harey
I 'm going to land in the toilet

I have the mind of a moron
Although no one yet not killed
And you me,. of course, I did not like
And I tell you , of course , did not like