На деревне степка парень жил текст песни
Обновлено: 19.09.2024
Поехали все вместе. Раз-два-три-четыре.
Раз-два-три-четыре, раз-два-три.
Но прошло еще годочков пять,
Степку парня прям не узнать.
Уж не вьется чубчик по утру,
Ходит грустный с ночи по утру.
Заброшена гармошка мчит на полнарывта,
Любовь ведь не картошка,
Пропал наш Степочка совсем.
На Матрешке вот женился он,
И не пьет он сладкий самогон.
Все вместе: раз-два-три-четыре. On the village of Stepka spent time,
On the harmonica he loved to play
Well, there was a guy with a remote,
Girls ran behind him.
And our steamed, dove, worries do not know.
Just only the dick,
As in the village he goes.
You play, play my harmony.
Girls - to hell, would be a moonshine!
We went all together. One two three four.
One-two-three-four, once-two or three.
But there were even five, five
Steppe guy straight do not know.
I do not go to the pot in the morning,
Walks sad from night in the morning.
Racked by the harmonica rushes on a full tip,
Love is not potato,
Our stepder disappeared at all.
On the Matreshka, he married him,
And he does not drink a sweet moonshine.
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