Текст песни Сергей Калугин - Танго

She was chased by night
Love of fatherly coffins.
She shot the enemy in the kidney,
A friend was beating her lips,
Then I went down to the kitchen garden
And the barefoot went to the river,
Where every evening horse breeders
Wore women on the arm.

In a full-fledged branch
The fierce sunset was burning.
She called me hoopoe,
I was to blame for it.
In a child of sapphic lust
She cried out to heaven,
And the winged genius arrived,
And he cooled her tram-pam-pam.

On the courses of cutting and blowjob
She shone like a star -
Fastest of all scribbled estimates
And she cleaned the wires.
She was my flutist
And a constant counterpart,
She was an egocentric,
She did not know love.

And over the river
A mysterious sunrise was blowing.
I called her the Cargo,
But everything turned out the other way around -
She is young, like a vernal flower,
And I'm crocheted and stale,
Only children can bear that wine
And the situation in Bangladesh.

All this was,
And they will not come back again
Her captivating snout,
Her bumpy carrots.
She's in a fast bikini
Vicotessa looks vigilant,
And I'm torn away and left -
What is the excess? ..