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Чекам пролеће,
Елегантно и лепо, мирно пролеће.
Чекам пролеће као цвеће.
 
Верујем, надам се и чекам, нећу се изгубити,
Чекам пролеће, као и ти.
Чекам да киша спере крв са земље,
Реке отопљене воде

Tamara

In the morning, I noticed you the for the first time from afar in the field.
Was it some kind of miracle or what?
You were there (with Bata) in the field in a dress whiter than the clouds.
Along the village silently the Don river flowed.
Oh, tell me quiet Don, what happened to me there then?
A miracle happened to me then in that field. But, was it a dream?
A wind blew upon my face, and I stood there as if rooted to the spot, without words.
This girl from my dreams! Girl of my dreams? Girl of my dreams.
Girl of my dreams.
The morning light spreads across the birch and pine trees.
По равнинам, по лугам, там не бывали если – не понять.
The sunlight spreads up the mountains to their tops, captivatingly.
C'mon, boy, don't be inpatient.
Sometime in the night, I truthfully said 'I love you'
Your mesmerizing eyes looked away from me.
I could read between the lines of your rosy cheeks.
I climbed into a bottle, and moved to skid row.
But when there I got a silk, lilac shawl.
 
Speak to me, I beg, Tamara.
Tell me something, I need it so.
Speak to me, I beg, Tamara.
Tell me something, I need it so.
 
Purple thyme's smell and blossoms attracted the bees
For us it was like a dream, like a young man took over my body that night.
The river whispered, 'You'll be together.'
You ran away from home, as if you were afraid,
And the owls sang a sweet song for us,
as if we knew it from our childhoods.
I'm yours. You're mine. Beautiful bride. In the valley of beautiful flowers.
Without words, the way you tremble and blush tell me everything.
Our innocent field and trellises were covered with leaves.
Nothing could stop us, as your dress dropped silently to the floor,
Make a wish darling, as a star falls from the sky.
So that we'll always be together. Leave all your worries behind.
You stole my childhood heart and gave me an adult soul forever.
Now I'm yours alone. Should I ask your father for your hand?
 
Don't wake up with the dawn, Tamara.
Don't wake up so early, I pray, Tamara.
Don't wake up with the dawn, Tamara.
Don't wake up so early, I pray, Tamara.
But once I saw you, I saw you in tears.
 
'What is wrong with you, my darling? Why are your eyes filled with tears?'
Tell me, don't hold back, don't hurt me like this. What's the horrible secret that you hold?
I know this is all my fault. It's not the rain that made your cheeks wet, right?
And a thought silently crept into my head, as Tamara's tears fell into my soul...
It was frightening to hear, but I stood there, stroking her curls softly in the wind.
And angry clouds floated across the gray sky, and Tamara looked at them strangely.
'Пришла беда, ведь так, к нам?' И гром гремел лишь барабаном.
И всё сказала мне тогда она, что ни слово в меня, то рана.
Про пузана-отца и молодого кабана, и их большие планы.
Про золото, камни, бриллианты, про свадьбу и большую хату,
Про то, что пьяный сын рвал платье на ней, её убив когда-то.
Когда кричала она: «Боже, нет! Боже, Боже, нет!», тогда творил грех сын кулака,
И теперь ей жизни больше нет, завязал по ногам по рукам.
Нас немощь вечно манит всех. Как-то забыть, прожить ураган,
Но увидел слёзы на лице и закипела кровь казака!
 
Ой, да Тамара! Ой, да, ой, да Тамара!
Ой, да Тамара! Ой, да, ой, да Тамара!
Ой, да Тамара! Ой, да, ой, да Тамара!
Ой, да Тамара! Ой, да, ой, да Тамара!
 
Шумят колёса, рельсы, шпалы — едет поезд запоздалый,
В горле ком, мыслей в голове валом. Сколько лет тут не бывал я?
Леса, поля, дома да пашни, и малыши вагонам машут,
Глаза надуло ветром влажным. Ма, что же ехать мне так страшно?
Где был Тамарин дом – на месте том теперь только везде пырей да бурьян,
И стали пустыми, негодными тропы, забытые все, где с ней я гулял.
Ива наша та же краше даже, но куда подевался любимый наш клён?
Воля, водка, с собой, о своём.
Все эти молчуны степи-степи, в душе смутно, тоска, трепет-трепет.
Сколько же времени здесь я не был, когда вот так года съели цепи?
А Дон течёт тихо, мерно-мерно, и мне о том, что было, шепчет волна,
И душу рвёт, сверлит скверно, что меня давно забыла она. Забыла она!
 
Ой, да Тамара! Ой, да, ой, да Тамара!
Ой, да Тамара! Ой, да, ой, да Тамара!
Ой, да Тамара! Ой, да, ой, да Тамара!
Ой, да Тамара! Ой, да, ой, да Тамара!
Ой, да Тамара! Ой, да, ой, да Тамара!
Ой, да Тамара! Ой, да, ой, да Тамара!
'Появись, - молю - Тамара!'
Всё...
 

As Pac

Chap as Pac1, chap as Pac, chap as Pac. (Stay strong)
Chap as Pac, chap as Pac, chap as Pac. (Stay strong)
 
Ice is in my hood – dirty sort of snow2.
Pipes are without water again – dark angry nigga.
Cops tracked down, sirens wailing somewhere.
You see, boy, do not leave the trace, stay where you are.
 
Welcome to my house, here’s bread and salt,
and there is Bath Salts to check, it was took out
by an evil demon for our kids - marvellous beauty!
Cop keep silent as if put him in jail.
This is where hungry guns reach for the sky.
 
Forthy two, alert! Tra-ta-ta, dark water.
Are you crying? Are you really crying? Go fuck. The rest is depth.
Here, where the blue sea is a magnet3, just try to slow down the car.
This is where you’ll be siphoned the gasoline off, beaten.
 
The Street, mother, strongly beats with both hands, the fuck up trash talk.
Friend, the question is: to whom ref will start counting first here?
This is boxing, boom, everything is true,
even if the lips are bleeding, the stubborn gorilla band rod.
 
Garages, bench press, sawdust of South4.
Don’t flick. Don’t overdo. I’ll kill you, bitch!
This is not life - this is a ring, a four-hook box.
Under the peek-a-boo cross through the arm, nose near the ear.
 
I-I-I am fool Crocodile, carabine is in the teeth.
What are you talking about, eh? Bury the guys!
Brother, so you don’t cry later,
dock you tank (?), fuck, (bitches,) your worst fuckup!
 
Chorus:
Stay strong as Pac, as Pac, as Pac.
Stay strong as Pac, as Pac, as Pac.
Stay strong as Pac, as Pac, as Pac.
Stay strong as Pac, as Pac, as Pac.
 
My rap was born among special gentlemen:
this is where the cop is a thief, where the nurse is a junkie, where the demon is priest.
The trial is long, the social security agency is dead,
the cruel Jack-in-office sits inside, developed a paunch,
eats from lunch through to dinner.
 
My rimy barrack with coal got up,
the ram is eating hay of a woman.
The street scum and swindlers bore in the bars.
Dead town, windy city block, holdup.
Fast paddy wagon, slow transit, angry cop.
 
The ferocious arbitrariness spins wheel.
Who the hell are you a miracle? Would you take validol5?
Hide the snot, son, yes, it’s trouble, but you always have a choice.
My conscience - a black TT, removed form the cover.
 
I'm here, like Schwartz6 himself in the jungle, gangstar pussy.
Rap has become a friend of the dream team - almost like BlackStar with Guf7.
Okey, Google, keep yourself a million likes.
And you better give me the coordinates of the merchant, don’t be afraid.
 
Cinema, bitch, and you only teeth under the fag powder (?).
While the cop was meditating here,
the dealer pulled the Beemer from zero.
What the fuck is this? Full out, bitch!
It's hopeless. Round bitch!
(Stay out of their affairs!)
You are not welcome here, get the fuck out, bitch!
 
Don’t lie, homeboy, no, this talk is suitable here.
The cop didn’t save, the dear buddy didn’t leave you alone.
You, greenhorn, believe, it’s take just a couple of seconds to go to jail.
On the shoulder, as a charm for protection against all, my own grandfather.
 
I am love-and-soul guy, a hand is a stone, a blow is amen.
I’ve bushed a lot of heads to once who played dirty tricks.
Women in brooks took all the clothes off, teared off stitches, beeping: 'Honey, please, fuck me!'
 
You don't stop me, bitch - you don't stop me!
I am a buffalo with a biceps in khaki, you hardly tell me in the face.
I saw five hundred of all sorts, in fact, it’s dangerous to lie to me.
Let there be a matchmaker, brother, your godfather - I will fuck for truth!
 
Chorus
 

• 1. Pacquiao, Filipino boxer
• 2. dirty ice is typical for russian cities – mix of snow, anti-acing reagents, the residue of exhaust fumes, mud
• 3. the Sea of Azov or the Black Sea
• 4. the south of Russia
• 5. Solutio Levomentholi in Menthylii isovalerate, antianxiety drug
• 6. Arnold Schwarzenegger, film Predator
• 7. russian rap lable and rapper

Ho

Well, what's there?
I have the dibs
I have money!
 
I see you without compromise, lady
In the cabin of the S-class your proud taut ass, it registered there
For the queen in a hot dress they pay everywhere
And the gentlemens without a summer residence spend, spend without words
Eyes are blind from the stones-gifts, very bright,
Drives up to the house forever foreign car at night
But if life is a book, then there is one chapter in the encore -
Working up and down head at the helm
So cute - the groom could be that father,
This, your epilogue, because you work with the tip
Open the secret, the damsel,
What is it to lose the soul? How does it feel to kill everything in yourself?
Look from the side to the uncles and their look
And on yourself too in bold minis and panties there, barely covered
The topic is beaten, your shame died a long time ago
And the lady is healthy, but not the meatballs are full
 
Hey, Basta, brother, (yep, Digga, brother)
Why are they so, when there's a chance to seat in the Don Plaza*
Opened their mouthes immediately, if there's a clean dibs
(VIP)
So you can put them on mattresses
Changed the pussy on stones and cash
On the belly, a drop of wine,
In the course, where guys with crowbars in pants
One has proved to herself, that it's possible, the second too
Mug in the morning, sunbathing skin
Got these bills girl of twenty
Here they are - thousands instead of the young ass and the same boobs
Grabbed and forgot, fluttered out of the car
Ran away from the question 'Because of the feelings?'
And a new evening'll bring comfort, special for you
Fresh deal in the form of a yacht, her adjacent cabins
After all, today he will be more than one
But for the sake of warming up, we'll stand up, puffed! (Yes, bitch?)
 
I notice, I'm glad where the money is pouring
And behind my shoulders - booze, not a guy there
That body was given to the heavy tycoons
Jump in the Cruiser with courage, buzzed ho
I notice, I'm glad where the money is pouring
And behind my shoulders - booze, not a guy there
That body was given to the heavy tycoons
Jump in the Cruiser with courage, buzzed ho
 
Young and juicy, thieves - I can't find the words
But you are grabbed and packed into a cart, rolled and fucked
It's all quiet - that's clear
And in the room for the sake of love he paws dirty
But the 'ho' is buzzing...
Dont tell me about time new and stereotypes
At first, wipe the cum on the left side of stomach, bitch (Thanks!)
You gave yourself away, and once, once,
To live in love, piece of shit, bitch, please
You're rotten scum, lady, draining junk
Who did you fuck with so zealously? Who's need you there, eh?
Yes, and it's no better here...
After all, we are from those old idiots who are looking for honor and soul in yours
Also, don't tell me that, dear,
I'm not going to eat songs, listen to flattery, are you?
Henceforth and forever you are a stranger, suitable for words
Leaky plague, toy of men
 
The lady grew up early, grew up early
The lady grew up early, grew up early
The lady grew up early, grew up early
The lady grew up early, grew up early
 
Tibor from QS-FB

Ho

Well, what's there?
I have the dibs
I have money!
 
I see you without compromise, lady
In the cabin of the S-class your proud taut ass, it registered there
For the queen in a hot dress they pay everywhere
And the gentlemens without a summer residence spend, spend without words
Eyes are blind from the stones-gifts, very bright,
Drives up to the house forever foreign car at night
But if life is a book, then there is one chapter in the encore -
Working up and down head at the helm
So cute - the groom could be that father,
This, your epilogue, because you work with the tip
Open the secret, the damsel,
What is it to lose the soul? How does it feel to kill everything in yourself?
Look from the side to the uncles and their look
And on yourself too in bold minis and panties there, barely covered
The topic is beaten, your shame died a long time ago
And the lady is healthy, but not the meatballs are full
 
Hey, Basta, brother, (yep, Digga, brother)
Why are they so, when there's a chance to seat in the Don Plaza*
Opened their mouthes immediately, if there's a clean dibs
(VIP)
So you can put them on mattresses
Changed the pussy on stones and cash
On the belly, a drop of wine,
In the course, where guys with crowbars in pants
One has proved to herself, that it's possible, the second too
Mug in the morning, sunbathing skin
Got these bills girl of twenty
Here they are - thousands instead of the young ass and the same boobs
Grabbed and forgot, fluttered out of the car
Ran away from the question 'Because of the feelings?'
And a new evening'll bring comfort, special for you
Fresh deal in the form of a yacht, her adjacent cabins
After all, today he will be more than one
But for the sake of warming up, we'll stand up, puffed! (Yes, bitch?)
 
I notice, I'm glad where the money is pouring
And behind my shoulders - booze, not a guy there
That body was given to the heavy tycoons
Jump in the Cruiser with courage, buzzed ho
I notice, I'm glad where the money is pouring
And behind my shoulders - booze, not a guy there
That body was given to the heavy tycoons
Jump in the Cruiser with courage, buzzed ho
 
Young and juicy, thieves - I can't find the words
But you are grabbed and packed into a cart, rolled and fucked
It's all quiet - that's clear
And in the room for the sake of love he paws dirty
But the 'ho' is buzzing...
Dont tell me about time new and stereotypes
At first, wipe the cum on the left side of stomach, bitch (Thanks!)
You gave yourself away, and once, once,
To live in love, piece of shit, bitch, please
You're rotten scum, lady, draining junk
Who did you fuck with so zealously? Who's need you there, eh?
Yes, and it's no better here...
After all, we are from those old idiots who are looking for honor and soul in yours
Also, don't tell me that, dear,
I'm not going to eat songs, listen to flattery, are you?
Henceforth and forever you are a stranger, suitable for words
Leaky plague, toy of men
 
The lady grew up early, grew up early
The lady grew up early, grew up early
The lady grew up early, grew up early
The lady grew up early, grew up early
 
Tibor from QS-FB