никого не люблю - лучший поэт россии - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Veronika left and you will leave and that my main minus is that I have a good good owner, I drove a bad dog in the rain I get into an ostrich pose and bury the skull in the sands, get me a good and bad police world, and I put me in a sausage cut in a sausage in a sausage. Pants and sit here like a master, I “Hello” she “Hey Palehche Parin!” Nobody opened a razor on a new gate and I lost a romantic bumzhuan, I try on a wig as the kings try on the crown of the kings, pissing a gray -bearded old man and I do not dare to approach him, I spent on the snow epic, I write this verse as I can do it, I know how I can do it In rhymplex, not a single large public will be very mastered and will not write this - “Here is the best poet of Russia and you are Dmitry Bykov Susy” Thank you Senkue Mercy stand in front of you in Gey leggings, the overcoming reader of all Rus', I only whistled in the forests with this program. Do you believe the beads and foxes? Can't you give it? And okay, and didn’t ask you not to give poetry, but the cafes of the sabotage skin, well, go offend the artist everyone can devote their invaluable genius to you - the Lord Pour