Песня На День Рождения Джорджа

Весла империй вновь припорошены радужным снегом
Старый бриллиантовый доктор не ропщет на чудо-судьбу
Он не намерен служить чужеземному хлебу
И на кораблике хрупком спешит танцевать на гробу.

Те, кто в XVII веке, упав в щели внешнего мира
Накрепко ноги связав элегантным и скользким шнуром,
Тихо ползут вдоль дорог, и в глазах у них светят сапфиры;
Мрачный DJ из Сеула за ними бежит с топором

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He wondered how she'd take it When he said goodbye Thought she might do some cryin' Lose some sleep at night But he had no idea When he hit the road That without him in her

I know that we are young And I know that you may love me But I just can't be with you like this anymore Alejandro She's got both hands In her pocket And she won't look

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Sick a nigga run over switches states macking broads getting cake glocking mad glocking blast Thought with the bitch nigga a quick escape I move with dudes that be dishing weight

Well now She don't need to see the sun ahead Don't need that help from God above If you're losing her don't be sad Cause she will offer you heart attacks She's tired of problems