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Moscovites

Electric trains are speeding gracefully towards the sea
Sweet Moscow folk go to Gagra for sunbathing (1)
For lemons, oranges, and sweet wine
Long since awaited by Georgians with mustaches.
 
Let them be stupid as a cork, it won't matter
But they're not of the timid kind, with guys anywhere
In their hands such force and passion
Many ladies booked in, and all of them became sinners
 
The moustaches are sometimes rude, squeeze and you can't breathe
And when they dig their teeth in, you'll immediately shiver
Immediately you'll feel a man with a pointed moustache
As he empties himself in a powerful ejaculation
 
Thus he already scored a goal in your mouth
And the greedy cheerleader, wants him to stick it in
He attacks repeatedly, many times in a row
And she caresses him all night, without closing an eye
 
It's more pleasant for them to do it with a black moustache
Than the frail, indifferent, pale Moscow men.
There they can feel young again, in body and spirit
And remember their marriage bed at times.
 
In the crowded flat, all have long since gone to sleep
The air of the dark room is heavy, like in an outhouse
The silly, noisy children, all fell asleep long time ago
And skinny bugs crawl out, going for a hunt
 
Nearby, in an ugly pose, the tired husband sleeps
Sleeps and snores monotonously with a whistle
I'm angry, can't fall asleep or close my eyes
Come what may, I decided to wake up my husband
 
Here and there you lend a hand, there, he just woke up
half an hour you wind him up, like a grammophone
But he can't satisfy me anyway, so never mind..
His shirt will only leave a wet spot
 
He has slobbering lips, is inept and stupid
Can't extinguish the flame of insatiable lips
Endures the entire year, and to add insult to injury
Goes again to the Caucasus next summer.
 
There are lemons, oranges, and sweet wine
There Armenians with a mustache, wait for a long time
The travellers return, forgetting their worries
Again the train carries them away like a bird
 
Light drizzle from a cloud, splashes onto a field
White skinned ladies go with black stallions
White skinned Ladies go with dark-skinned men
Cheese-white Moscovites go sunbathing in Gagra
 
The heaven for height, and the earth for depth,
and the heart of kings is unsearchable. (Prov 25:3 KJV)

White Chamomile

(REF)(2x)
White Chamomile,
your petals are tender
More dear to me than any other color
And such are you, my love
 
Well, we fell into the reeds
And fucked to our heart's content
And finally I presented to her
My huge dick right under her nose
And you claimed, she's the Lily-of-the-Valleys
But you won't fuck me
No you won't fuck me
My dick doesn't look like a Lily after all.
 
(REF)(2x)
 
So we fucked the first time
And you decided to take a shit
How unpleasant that was for me
To fuck you, being full of shit
 
(REF)(2x)
 
So, word of advice to you guys
Don't trust those hoes
When they fuck you, it's so gross
They'll just give you one go and run away.
 
(REF)(2x)
 
The heaven for height, and the earth for depth,
and the heart of kings is unsearchable. (Prov 25:3 KJV)

Going to study

Go and get an education, my girls
Far away from daddy, and breathe some freedom
What else can I say to you ?
Listen to the concert, about
The fucking life I've had for 5 years in this flophouse
 
You can't escape the whoredom, I'll tell you frankly
Since i started my learnings, it has been stalking me
And if it wasn't for the crust of my diploma
I'd have closed my eyes, and run away long since then.
 
I was quite a bad student and asked for help.
And then one girl said: 'Might as well invite me..'
And the devil beguiled me into grabbing the guitar
I played a few tunes - and went to bed with her.
 
I pondered about my problems
Am I being helped, or am I the one who's helping ?
I went for a walk, sulking, and suddenly I met
Another poor fellow, standing there with his guitar
 
And since that time we always, give concerts together
I implore you, believe me. By god, I'm not lieing
And if it wasn't for whoring, I'll tell you from the heart
I'd have made up my own law, instead of eating porridge.
 
We then played some verses, and performed together
The meaning of those verses, we thus present to you
Walk in good health, and let your heart decide
While you're yet young, you're full of goodness
 
I cannot end right here, and further I will sing
I'll start with that same hostel, where I live today
The women here aint of that sort, and everyone is good
To screw around on the side, to their heart's content
 
For that reason I got to another hostel
And to not get bored, I took 'Lyokha' with me (1)
We came home in the morning, and didn't go to school
And the women were bitches, they bilked us as they could.
 
So me and my friend Lyokha decided to visit
a neighboring hostel, that stands right next to it
We took two girlfriends along, it all looked so good
One of them a blowjob queen, she took it in the mouth.
 
Well, what can I tell you about the other ?
That adventurous bitch suggested to us:
To fuck her ass only, and dilate her hole
She obviously had a problem with her shitter
 
My friend and I went on, looking for some love
We were looking for young, dashing girls
When we came to Popov, we saw the blokes
The guys told us: You've come to the right place.
 
So we went to the flophouse, that stands right next to it
It proved to be no problem: just come in, and fuck !
All girls there were young, and most important: with kids
They knew the taste of abortion, childbirth and anguish.
 
Well, what's the moral of the story, girls ?
Might be you came actually here to learn something.
You can't learn squat from getting laid
So at school beware, with whom you'll go to bed.
 
The heaven for height, and the earth for depth,
and the heart of kings is unsearchable. (Prov 25:3 KJV)

Took'em Off

There are three corners in our house
There are three courtyards in our house
Light bulbs illuminated the road
The house manager said cruelly
Light bulbs remove only from this point
Took'em off
The house manager said cruelly
Light bulbs remove only from this point
Took'em off
 
I bought my undies
Olympic bought
They were too musch expensive
I'm leaving the store
And towards the two Georgians
Took'em off
I'm leaving the store
And towards the two Georgians
Took'em off
 
After that, one time
Decided to go to the Caucasus
Armenians joyfully greeted us
They offered dacha
What kind of a dacha? Here's luck
Took it off
They offered dacha
What kind of a dacha? Here's luck
Took it off
 
They offered a house
Earlier chickens lived in it
But this is not a topic for sadness
For the house where the chickens lived
Armenians takes too musch from us
Here is what were those Armenians
For the house where the chickens lived
Armenians takes too musch from us
Here is what were those Armenians
 
Long thought and decided
I bought myself a Moskvich
I was promised to build a garage
That night from my car
Headlights, valves and tires
Were took off
That night from my car
Headlights, valves and tires
Were took off
 
My wife and I in the late hour
Returning from the cinema
Quietly-quietly someone drives up
Suddenly there was a rough voice
'Gentlemens, take off your fur coats!'
Took'em off
Suddenly there was a rough voice
'Gentlemens, take off your fur coats!'
Took'em off
 
Tibor from QS-FB

Asia - Eurasia

There is a camel on the mountain,
Four are fucks it,
Two in the ass, two mouths,
Obtain the oxygen.
 
Valentina Tereshkova,
For space flight,
Armenians presented,
An automatic dick.
 
Train from Istanbul is drive,
With red wagons,
Well, ma girls unload,
Boxes with condoms.
 
My baby was wounded,
In the middle of Germany,
Instead of a bullet, she get a dick,
And sent onto the infirmary.
 
The girls swam in the lake,
Found a rubber dick,
The whole day they fucked,
They did not even go to school.
 
I fell in love with a guy,
He turned out without a dick,
Fucking me without a dick,
If with the dick is too fucking much.
 
I fell in love with the tractor driver,
And as usual I give him,
Three weeks I soap the boobs,
And piss by solar oil.
 
Do not get married girls,
For Ivan Kuzin,
Cuz Ivan Kuzin has
A large stick.
 
Hitler sits on the birch,
And birch is bends,
Comrade Stalin, look at
How he fucked up.
 
There is a goat on the mountain,
With the golden horns,
Guy fucks girl,
For a kilo of potatoes.
 
On the mountain grows a flower,
Blue and scarlet,
I'll never change,
Big dick to small.
 
Faggot sitting on the stove,
Batter bricks by dick,
He wants to make three rubles,
Nothing fucking works out
 
I went out on the porch,
Scratch my balls,
I put my paw, there is no ball,
And then fucked down from the porch.
 
Tibor from QS-FB

You'll come to me

You'll come to me, big and warm
You'll embrace me tenderly
And kiss me so hard, that the glass
In our neighbor's home will start ringing.
And I'll soften up in your arms
And grow languid, like in a steambath
And in the soft bed, you will
Belong to me alone.
 
And the stars will gawk
Into my unwashed window.
You'll forget about your sorrows,
Your wife, children, and dominoes
And I'll forget my weakling husband
May he be somewhere beyond faraway winds
Searching for puddles of gasoline
And feeding those furious mosquitoes.
And in the morning you'll leave, stooping,
Cursing all the world with profanity.
In the crossroads of the dusty streets,
I'll see your silhouette.
 
You left me a tenner on the drawers,
As if by habit.
While youth passes us by,
And the days slip by, like in a film.
And life quietly passes
Not so much life, but anyway...
Not so much life, but anyway...