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Suzuki Bandit 400

Artist: Vpershe chuyu

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Ne biysya bolyu, hostrishe yid',
Zyttya ce kolo tachometra,
V moyim bezsonni proshu vynyt'
Suzuki Bandit 400.

Ce ta nevolya, yakoyi vy
Ne rozumily z dna ofisa,
V zytti takomu proshu vynyt'
Suzuki Bandit 400.

V cholodi, holodi na mezi holosu,
Ray – upravlinnya u spravach molodi.

Ta tilky sonce zachopyt' schid,
Tilky spyna rulyuye – uma nema.

A na uzbichchya ce chyi letyt'
Suzuki Bandit 400?

Ta pidiymaysya, shche odyah kuryt'
Shche v "makitri sholomyt'sya holova"
V kalyuzi masla – lezyt', movchyt'
Suzuki Bandit 400

V cholodi, holodi na mezi holosu,
Ray – upravlinnya u spravach molodi.

Ne biysya bolyu, hostrishe yid',
Zyttya po kolu tachometra,
Misyac' stoyav, sam zrobyv – prodav
Suzuki Bandit 400.




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