Вадим Певзнер - Заморово
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Swistweet violin on the land
Chop pimples on the land
Day-day frequent red leign
Chiizhiki walk, seek Pyzhzh-Jik!

Cogs on misinches
Arrangements in shops
Customer buyers
Parrots-Papugashechy!

Semi-stalky, semi-walled
Thoughts of Gatskia, Rhymes Datskia
Orthodox people Slavnya
Jewish and army :))

Gogol Mogoli, two or three shchestol
Forty Gogol, forty schnobels
Two hundred falcons, yes unsustent
Ah, not much? Oh, not much!

200 falcons on Zamoorovo
300 Angels, 300 Voronov
Yes conditions are not weather
Oh, not flight, not flight!

Zapotil hurry on the land
Yes vanda sailting on the land
Yes corset sadness, yes Kornet whistles
But great corset, and drunk drunk

And the star hangs over the land
And pipe trumpet over land
And pipe pipe and blowing in a dud
Once things - a pipe, fly into the pipe!

House sings, Satan roars
The Lord himself lives on the land
Heaven River over Zees
To heaven with hand on the outside ...

And Paris stands on the land
And Zion shines near the area
All universe on the land
Yes, and I live on the land ...

And Neva flows on the land
And Moscow River and Tosca River
Ah careless river eternal
Desirei River, Jewish River

Ah, Boutinal River! Oh, a hand portfolio!
Ah, prison river, ah, kumar river
Only anger sails on the outside!
Only a fool lives on the outside ...

And the fool runs on the outside!
Past urns-drag on the land
And towards the dust, and the age of Allah!
Jumps a hole, got a mind

And the age of the pit, Email
Emchard different people idle
And he is heavily - only God's nonsense
Only roar of animals, only knock door

AAA Heaven only God's nonsense!
Only wind whistle and mouse squeak
Only copper ringing, only crunch gardine
Only Dean and Don, only Don and Dean :))

I am a fool! This is me allah!
I'm shouting at the outside!
This is lucky to me
I live on Camo-Ro-in ...

I scream I shout
My sleepy, my sorny
MY CHERNYY, VORONTERS
My copies of the twin ...

My relatives, my blood
My dackets-losers
Lanterns are burning, three moons of smoothies
One hundred vagraine

Won-won monk goes on the outside!
How the monarch is coming to the land
Goal and Nish Log! On the village!
He brought the words to the land ...

He brought the verb to the land
He brought love, he brought a plague!
The word is terrible, the word of the Lord
The word of God for passerby

And feed the penny brother-wanderer!
Brother wanderer, brother Abel
Brother's blood, brother neighbor
Brother native, brother pussy

And at least, tell me the sound!
Brother far on the land
Brother native, brother is superfluous
Brother's blood, brother Middle

For the pocket taking on Camo-O-Ro-in
For the language of poring on the land
Yes sunset bards, yes no words
Yes, and the sound is not new on Camo-Ro-in ...

Look to the right, friend, kin left cross
One hundred miles around, one hundred miles
Everything is honest yes
And where do not throw - everything is honest!

Do not end, about Zealo!
But swinging, about Zees!
Pedestrian, keep balance
Not on the couch, not in

Every day is play
Whole Your Night Is Light
EVERY NIGHT ALL RIGHT
Every day OK.
And Your Sun Is Blue
And Your Moon Is Red
And You Hav'u Bread
And You Very Glad

That neither "d" then "b"
That neither "b" then "g"
That neither brother is the enemy
Well, the muzzle!

That no night
That no day is too lazy
Secret-catching!

Under the fences are reconstructed
Podnaskany, Podnatska-Anna
And back-back do not make
Do not look into the eyes, and in-glya-drift!

Ploy in the eyes of a tete generosity
Ploy in the eyes of aunt
Ploy in the eyes and do not suffer
Aunt of pity, uncle case ...

Suggest, maybe not fed!
Maybe the wine can be foam!
Who is a hotel in a ramp
Who is syrup, to