Lyrics Голос Донбасса - летит лети лепесток через запад на восток

Her name was Mary,
Gentle and talented.
Prokofiev loved
W. .. read Dante 's sonnets .

Lived in a poor neighborhood.
Pops liked to drink .
To put it mildly -
Life was not sweet

Father left forces
Mother worked in two shifts.
turned gray ,
In the hands of swollen veins

uncommonly
Vexed Masha
Needed money ,
To learn more.

Then one day something
It so
What kind of friend
Suggested : "Listen ! Masha !

My friend
Office in the city center .
placement
In the countries of East and West

light work
 And a very high salary -
Will you go to the Emirates
Nyanchit son of a diplomat.

With Ukraine documents
And the road due to firm ...
Write down the phone -
Do not pull the rubber . "

Priyulizhalas really dream
Clean living :
obtained a passport
open visa

Masha looked
In the window of the plane :
It met our
In a strange airport

"Hello ! Like flying ?
You bouquet of flowers !
Get in the car
Give me the documents

Look until the city
I decorated all myself ... "
Like a sweet dream
Masha did not believe my eyes ...

Mother gets letters .
Here , she wrote :
" How is your health ?
I miss you !

There home?
I missed !
I 'm fine.
Like guessing .

In Dubai, a big house
I live in it.
The hosts treat me
With great warmth

How sweet sleep
Truly
Do not worry ma ,
Daughter found happiness

Sending money.
receive contributions
At his father 's grave
Buy flowers

What else to say?
Like everything . Here ....
Goodbye!
5 May 03 "

His name was Sergei .
Had the road
Behavior in life :
" Wolf fed feet"

Tickets , paper,
Bag , the sum -
All in order
Nothing superfluous in hand luggage

" Sit down on your luck .
If you're lucky - will build a summer residence in Sochi
What else you need
Gentleman of fortune ? "

pulling keys
Serge thought ,
But dreams , so as not to interfere
Left on the side of the threshold

Turned the key ,
Double checked the door
knocked twice
Neighbor Aunt Vera :

" Good morning , aunts Ver !
I'm leaving.
Keys will leave you
Just in case. Well you never know ...

soft landing
At the threshold of a foreign country .
Confident on gait
Serge walked along the fuss

Towards two burly
In the black measurements.
Were handed the keys
The locker .

Case , cache , trunk,
Photo and ksiva .
kill Jamal
And bitches that be with him

Bardel 10
Do all beautifully
Podezzhaya Merce
Reflected neon effect

Okay . Hard .
Overlooking the layman
Exactly at 10 . Weekday
Not many people here

bar -
Ground floor,
And the upstairs rooms
He ordered a B52

Then two more
Such as cocktail
For himself and some females
That it has hooked

In the morning, did not leave
bad feeling
But this is not
That could lead him astray

Time to hurry up,
His heart was beating a bit ,
remembered footage
Italian films about gangsters

senorita
Followed him into the room
Serge paid the pimp
He was pleased

rich klinenta
There will not be searched
Although this
At the top of stairs stands guard

exactly half
Case has been made
armed executioner
Penetrated into the bosom bardelya

Plate R. Kelly
In pastel colors
Sweet lady dance
Do not forget the fact

"Wait for me in pastels
I for two minutes "
It's time ...
He plunged into the void corridor

soon,
easily
steps thief
He came in his hand the key
where

The figures coincide
With the same number on the door
If I'm not mistaken
This number was 39

number 39
The door flew
silencer directing
On nudity ...

Summing up to the final
our history
Pulling the trigger
He recognized whore Masha ....