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жанры: folk, trip-hop, electronica, polish
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Pekin
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Pchełki
жанры: folk, trip-hop, electronica, polish
альбомы: Pan Hopsiup
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Look at what a beautiful city you live, I dumped five years ago - never regretted. But now Penza very loudly say & quot; You're lying! & Quot ;, And I suddenly realize that once again wanted to Penza. Penza is a factory for the production of T-shirts, There has recently opened a second-hand my friend Acne, And in the ghetto sells - sports market is, Penza - a small Milan. And then there are the television tower in Penza, Elysee shop, and next to him - arable land. And another hospital, where even treat Kartavykh, Penza - a small Paris. The people there are very thumps, And here is the yellow faces bruise blue, And eyes like slits - bitten by bees, Penza - a small Beijing. In Penza no gay club, And, as in Moscow, at a meeting men do not kiss on the lips. For coconut planting, for the grass too, Penza - this anti-Amsterdam. And penzentsev almost all summer, Summer live there in the winter - keep skiing, And another Mercedes so cool without a roof, Penza - a mini-Courchevel. And there is a factory for processing nuclear waste And produces fuses for grenades F1, Nobody wanted to shit and ask the opinion of Americans, Penza - a small Iraq. In Penza, there are so many all national, Marry - & quot; tede rechherebve! Vachhara vichharbivara! & Quot; Barbecue, flowers, tinted sixes - all, as usual, Penza - a small Baku. Boys shave their head under the razor, And nine bat for a showdown with the bat, And let them live in Penza only three Negro Penza - a small, but the Bronx. And there's Penza Airport and three hospitals, There w / train station, pharmacy and order pizza, Music schools and soccer field, Penza - this is the same as Tambov. And we came to Vladimir Putin, Made road travel was so cool, But that was long ago, and again all fucking broke, Come join us once more. And in general, to be honest, this quiet town In some summer evening after him would lead, And on the streets in the city long ago I walker Even if a hundred years has let pass. I left, but my mother lives, And I myself penzyuk to the last gram. Want to know it? Moscow registration - no. Penza - a small life.
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