Текст песни С МАШУКА - ТАКИЕ ЖЕНЩИНЫ...

Various women walk in the light.
Literally two words - on this topic.
First, there are women - fish and birds.
There are bunned and soup. Pyshkov and matches.

Dragons and snakes. And thousands of pussies.
(Here is a cry from the crowd: 'announce the entire list!')
There is a woman with little. There is a woman outbill.
There is a woman's'NI "and a woman-" live ".

There is a female plasma. Woman ice.
Woman blade. Woman iodine.
There are women virgin and women aries.
There are women somewhere? And women-here-we!

Here is a woman's woman. Here is a polka woman.
Here is a woman-figure you! And a woman, how much?
Two Worlds, Two Poles: Hop Woman
And do you remember the girl-my portfolio?

Bearing Brigantine Girl
And the woman is somewhat hacked-cattle?
There is a woman story. There is a woman lines.
And just the end of everything - a woman point.

No two identical women in the world.
We understood something in this subject.
Soft and pillars women dumplings.
Chatting without silence Woman Trotsky.

Always predictable a woman echo.
And at seventy feminine female Pieha.
Woman woman has a simple nature.
And a woman bullet - as usual, fool.

All the time the woman varies sinus.
And there are posses from a woman-minus.
Women's Cherry is a huge heart.
Soul on the latch - the woman's doors.

Beautiful on the woman-Iva earrings.
The woman's bedside tables are wonderful legs.
Sylina intuition of a woman globa.
Strongly by the Constitution of a woman-sofob.

Puntz lips - in a woman's vamp.
Pedsov's fur coats - the woman would have.
In the arbors of the conversation - in a woman.
But the sweetness of victory is a woman stamp.

Women behave unequal.
We were all sorted from them.
With a dawn, a woman will raise us in the morning,
And in the evening - female kamasutra.

From snow, from shower, from hail told
Reliable rubberoid woman.
It will be deprived of the mind of a woman-rum.
In place will put us a woman in bromine.

Makes crumbs to us a bun.
On the washer picks up a woman's club.
It will warm to the bone of a woman south.
Doubtlessly absorbs us hatch.

Here is a woman candle burning from passion.
Erasing diligently woman eraser.
Here is a blouse's woman somewhere merged.
And why did the woman changed us?

What should a woman need to go?
Where did the women ski?
The doxy will incite us to act
Calling, greedy women sponges?

Stuck, as if in the jungle, in the words are impassible,
We are singing all women - good and different!
Note on behalf of all men:
You are all that we need forever!

Namely: Mom, spouse, girlfriend,
Medicine, pillow, dream, jomolungma,
Oasis in the desert and raft in the ocean,
Potatoes in a saucepan, mushrooms in the meadow,

Concerns about private and thoughts about the eternal
Chapel on red and stars on Mlechan.
You will say and ensigns, and poets:
In winter and summer, all thoughts are about it.

Namely: great, though not easy,
Embrace an immense water-space
Break firmly compressed female fig
And win a woman-high-league,

In the bed put a woman book with me
All the money put on a woman's chip,
And higher happiness - jump out among the night
With concern about the woman-Tamagotchi.

Poems: Marat Safarov, Vladimir Rudnev