2 мин за четене
Fix me a drink, make it a strong one,
Hey comrade, a drink, make it a long one,
My hands are shaking and my feet are numb,
My head is aching and the bars going round,
And Im so down, in this foreign town;
Tonight theres a band, it aint such a bad one,
Play me a song, dont make it a sad one,
I cant even talk to these russian girls,
The beer is lousy and the food is worse,
And its so damn cold, yes its so damn cold,
I know its hard to believe,
But I havent been warm for a week; ...
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