Текст песни гитарные песни - Фергана

Runs highway, freeway Kanaya ,
A rate of 200 , more than we do not need ,
We go , we go to the big city ,
And kilometers fly into the distance .
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In the valley of the sun , where Fergana
BANK Schmal sage Hajj .
From stachilima there belching smoke belching smoke there .
Sala Moleykum all planned .
 
2.Narkomy we commissars we commissars ,
Rich and friendly family .
Sex life we ​​have given life to this ,
Sex life away camp .
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3.A morning wake up with fervor ,
And in my head there is one question:
" Well, where to get a piece of the plan ?
That he is rooted on the wrist ! "