Below is the lyrics of the song Цыганщина , artist - Пилот with translation
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Пилот
Как на кузнице ковали калачи да кренделя,
Как в пекарне выпекали булатную сталь,
Как во церкви торговали опиёй с гашишом,
Доброй плетью усмиряли молодецкую прыть.
С колокольни поливал всех живой водой
Новый сорокапудовый пулемет «Максим».
Мы сидели по каморкам, попивали чаек,
Бурно спорили о том, когда ж всех нас заберут?!
Эээх, соло…
И все свое в душе лелеял: кто гранату, кто шиш,
Кто бутылочку портвейна, кто рязанский гашиш.
Засевали правду-матку по бескрайним лесам,
Да по оврагам по болотам, не поверив полям.
Вобщем было как всегда.
Все бывает здесь.
В небе пташки рисовали 666.
Вобщем было как всегда, вобщем было как всегда!
А вобщем было как всегда, все было, будет и есть!
How kalachi and pretzel were forged at the forge,
How damask steel was baked in a bakery,
How in the church they traded opium with hashish,
A good whip pacified the valiant agility.
From the bell tower he watered everyone with living water
New forty-pound machine gun "Maxim".
We sat in closets, drank tea,
They argued violently about when they would take all of us?!
uh, solo...
And he cherished everything in his soul: who grenade, who shish,
Who is a bottle of port wine, who is Ryazan hashish.
They sowed the truth-womb through the endless forests,
Yes, along the ravines through the swamps, not believing the fields.
All in all it was the same as always.
Everything happens here.
Birds drew 666 in the sky.
In general it was as always, in general it was as always!
And in general it was as always, everything was, will be and is!
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