Бумажные Тигры - Марадона
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Ran like Maradona in the best years
Became a star of football and fights after school
Person Non Grata in the most evil places
In one -armed bandits, his name was inspired by fear

And we have long broken the circle
Where is he now?
My worst best friend

Learned to guess the stars,
Not knowing how to read between the lines
Rashed stalls and bird nests,
While I was in a hurry to the lesson
He mastered the art of silent,
Standing with me shoulder to shoulder
But I don't remember his face
Even if I want

After all, we have long broken the circle
Where is he now?
My worst best friend