Леонид Каганов - Ода блину - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The top news is as empty as the form of a moron taking the Unified State Exam! Glamorous insanity rushes like a tank, there is stagnation all around and UGE! Zero events, all boredom drove the brain out of the skull! Kournikova is pregnant from a cat! Sharapova took out her tit! Bilan took off his panties in front of the camera! Okhlobystin drank the censer! Like a corpse hanging in the heat for hours, the news at the top stinks! The faces are each fatter than the other! The heroes of channels and news are identical, like clones - media VIP clowns! The politics of Ukraine with all its fagots and fagots is sadly rotting with yellow and blue colors like a week-long bruise! And things in Russia are rubbish! The lawlessness of the police burns! Two heads of one eagle make an appearance of opposition! The globe is buried in melancholy! The news looks wild! Apple is presenting a board - poke your fingers into the glass!

Jump back across the ocean - Europe is smoking crazy: a British scientist mastered the banana, and fed the grant to a chimpanzee. European neighbors are sharing gas, the oil on their lips is not yet dry! Where can you graze, Pegasus, when the news is dead?

Where can I get a theme for the riot of the elements? The screen is as bare ass! What should a poet write poetry about? Whom to fuck with a verb? I hang around the top like a homeless person at the cash register, like an elephant in Noah’s cabin. Onishchenko, issue a stupid decree! Putin, say something funny! Ban the Internet - I’m already tired of it, it’s an eyesore and an eyesore! There is only melancholy in the LiveJournal comments! Just “Valentines” in “lirush”! Whom to trample into bitumen with boots? Who should I dedicate the song to? Yes, I would cut down the rhythm with Mayakovsky, there is no room to straighten the ladder!

But enough talk about empty names, leave the newspaper pages to them! Today we will write a poem about pancakes! Let's celebrate Maslenitsa! Damn - good with or without caviar! Eating is harder than doing! Damn - Kolobok, who fell under the pressure of the cop's lawlessness! Gnobi glamor! Drive away completely - on a hundred journeys on foot! Express your protest to everyone with pancakes! Fire! Eat them with sour cream!

Damn - there’s a favorite guest in the house! Harmonious as a plug in a socket! Damn - a handful of wheat flour, borrowed from a neighbor! Squeeze the handle of the frying pan, hand! Keep an eye on it: you'll burn it! Damn - this is a glass of milk (maybe slightly sour)! Damn, his face is as cracked as a cop's! The pancake is tastier than it looks! Salt! Sugar! Water! Egg! Beat with a mixer into a paste!

I myself am not a master of food recipes, I measured out the proportions from my grandmother: a glass of milk, a glass of water, and choose one and a half flour! Say no to pancake flour! For pancakes, regular is better! Add an egg! Crush in your hand if you want to look cooler! Table sugar is no secret! Tea salt - to the crumbs! Squeeze, sunflower, give us one and a half tablespoons of oil!

Fire, heat the bottom of the pan! Dough, get ready to pour! Hit it, mixer, hit it, hit it! How the riot police beat the opposition! Spit oil, frying pan, like God's dew in your eyes!

The first pancake is always lumpy, but it tastes better than others!

The guests sat down, shouted “Hurray”, there was a stamp of happiness on their faces! Smoke, smoke, a mountain of pancakes to the envy of pop music and power! I'll pierce the center of the pancake with a fork and wrap it around the axis! Happiness - for a stolnik, expenses - for a cent! Eat pancakes, Russia! What do we need discourse, glamor, hentai - forget the words of others! Swords on the table, caviar, mentai!

Bring on the jam, kumquats! Spread some sour cream! Honey pour! There is a reason to be proud!

The Russian pancake is rounder than everyone else by about thirty percent! Should we not know a lot about food? We don't get fat from hunger! You won't find pancakes like this anywhere else!

Only in our kitchens!

February is brutal? Heat up the tea! Pour the cup down your throat! Shove the damn thing into your mouth quickly, like a tie - Saakashvili! Damn it, bite it, bite it! Feel free to push it in with your hands!

Great glory to the pancakes of Rus' - the best according to Gallup ratings!

Bake some pancakes? Eat and sit! Do you feel harmony in the country? A stack of pancakes is better than a stack of CDs with the best pop music on the planet! In a country of endless forests and rivers, in a country with obsessive power, the pancake is our round amulet from all sorts of troubles and misfortunes! And if any wedge happens, trouble, trouble, dos