Äæàç-êëóá Ðêêà Lyrics - Íåñ÷àñòíûé Ñëó÷àé

( - Hey, boy! Are you ready? 

- Yeah, we wanna know our past! 

- i'll tell you, I guess. 

- We'll sit quiet. 

- And close your eyes, imagine: 

Sun... 

- Goes down! 

- Over the step of great size. 

Red Army troops are longing for fight. 

- But! 

- Now they are having their rest playing hot jazz!) 

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(You know, honey, it's really hot jazz!) 

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