Леонид Каганов - Этот парень
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This guy was one of those
That the waltz just likes
Caused a loud laughter everywhere -
The school class laughed at him
And he yearned without a piano,
He did not take the guitar in his hands.
Teachers kicked him:
Ruby heavy metal!

Mother scolded every day,
Father belt lupil:
I must, boy, you play metal
Forget about the waltz, shame on the family!
And he shouted, they say I play
I will only be a waltz, I spat on everyone ...
Then he was taken by the brothers
Cut heavy metal.

Will be sent into the distance - into the distance Scriabin!
Will be sent into the distance - into the distance Glinka!
The frivolous thing is to sausage the piano -
There are many of them among us.
You play metal on the bass!
He is on stage all in chains
He gave heavy rock,
But in the living room - by candlelights
He dreamed of playing Chopin.
No one knew how he deftly
Below the shoulders, above the knees
Secretly wore tattoos:
Tchaikovsky, Strauss, Chopin!

Shestakovich, bang, leaf, mozzart!
And looking into the distance - into the distance Glinka!
Rimsky-Korsakov is knocked out on the left shoulder
Near the navel Mendelssohn
And of course bang - on the whole back
Under his guitar rock
The hall got up on the ears.
And he could not stand him,
He cursed his life.
And he disappeared - maybe he fell into the pond,
Maybe he left and disappeared in the forest ...
One producer told us
That he plays pop.

He began to play popps in night bars ...
He began to play hip-hop in nightclubs ...
So in our time, the old woman-ward is ruining good guys!
Do not return it - cry the guitar!
And the chorus flying into the distance is simple ...
He writes to the plywood for the Na-Na group, Kirkorov sculpts hits!
He himself sings his songs
Everyone is called now ...
his...
Datsl ...