Текст песни Доза Радости - Покурим

I have a good friend
I'm not afraid to walk with him through the streets
He will always help, if suddenly trouble
Blasts into the clouds will not get lost
I have a personal dragon
By the name Stirlitz sixteen years old
He comes to my balcony
If there is no fawn and the latch is opened

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Gosha lit me a hookah
Gosh, let's dance
Come entertain yourself and sit on the sofa
Of course we'll smoke (2 times)

Yes, my wise George with me always
When Jah is smoldering in my hand
His fiery reddish beard
Falling to the floor in a cool peak
His wings give rise to the steppe winds
We are acquainted with him for a hundred and a thousand years
He flies when there is emptiness in his head
There are two rockets on the table and the light is off.

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Georgy Stirlitz is my personal air courier
We have flown with him every ski resort
His runway is my chef
My apartment is his little airport
And we fly touching the air holes
We want to enjoy the expanses of sleep
Leaving behind mud volcanoes
Believing that today it will be spring

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