Текст песни Александр Левин - Муж лежал на солнцепеке...

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Her husband was lying in the sun,
I ate fried things,
baked wife
before last weekend.
Pieces Blue smoked,
smelled the smell, grumbled
and pleasantly tickled
husband inside him.

And his wife was in the pan
her husband made pickles,
getting out briefly
polimonit ambassador.
This good wife,
as a native sergeant,
husband pieces and Lyulyakov
ispekala to hell.

Her husband was lying in the sun
all the insensitive, cruel,
not stroking wife
below sensual back.
Or simply mocked,
whether asleep in the sun,
fending off thick Muhovo
Sleeping sluggish hand.

And his wife is in the pan!
And his wife Lyulyakov!
Here are some reptiles
everything guys!