Псой Короленко - ангелок
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I looked at the ceiling yesterday
Bright dusk eye to me cords
There with magic gobb
And with the wing of the baby
Very cute angel
He shines shining face
He is like a secret happiness of the bride
He is my guardian angel
He is my friend and teacher
You can ask for everything about everything

Drugs in my tummy
Be-Ba Chma-Chma
BE-BE-BE-BE CHMA-CMA
Drugs in my mouth
And in the spine plenty February
Plenitive February

You are probably a good angel
On Likander, you smeared the block
If you were like you
In the mood bad
Khrena b with two you took off under the ceiling
You will play a magic pipe
In more detail tell about yourself
And you give me Misha
And cultural niche
In his gentle you do the forehead

Microbics in my Lobik
Be-Ba Chma-Chma
BE-BE-BE-BE CHMA-CMA
Microbics in me in Pot
And in the naming fever
Plenitive February

Give me to pass from the beginning to the end
Native Boulevard Ring
Moskvoretsky water
Go to bad weather
Non-torn crown
And make it so that the persimion of forty times
Andryusha Bogoraz fed
And that new Andryusha
In a tubette of plush
I would have come and lean on my mattress

Mallos I have a spout
Be-Ba Chma-Chma
BE-BE-BE-BE CHMA-CMA
Wheels in my spout
And under the eyelashes of a captivating february
Plenitive February

Broken, said angel
Neither hera will not work
And just for striptease
Tedded white rouse
And lowered his flaming trigger
Do not look at the ceiling
Better stand quietly in the corner
And make a challenge themselves
So that some left
Through the cock you did not throw an angel

Three checkers in my infant
Be-Ba Chma-Chma
BE-BE-BE-BE CHMA-CMA
Three shoes in my ventricle
And in the brown liver plenty february
Plenitive February