Текст песни Пилот - Цыганщина

Tsyganschiny


How smithy forged so pretzel rolls,
As the bakery baked damask steel,
As in the church opiёy traded with cannabis
Good whip suppressed valiant zeal.

From the bell tower of living water watering
New sorokapudovy gun & quot; Max & quot ;.
We sat on the little room sipping tea,
Heated debates about when the train will take away all of us ?!

Eeeh solo ...

And in your soul cherished Who grenade who shish,
Who bottle of port who Ryazan hashish.
Seeded plain truth of endless forests,
Yes ravines through the swamps, not believing fields.

In general it was as always. Anything can happen here.
Birds in the sky drew 666.
In general it was, as always, in general, was, as always!
But in general it was as always everything was, is, and will be!