I drank vodka, I drank whiskey,
it is a pity, without you, Bystrytsky.
We do not need hells, Rayev,
Only to Valya lived Kataev.
So close to us, Sasha,
That his fate as our.
1925
I drank vodka, I drank whiskey,
it is a pity, without you, Bystrytsky.
We do not need hells, Rayev,
Only to Valya lived Kataev.
So close to us, Sasha,
That his fate as our.
1925
Legend and everything that says!
good