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Пишем стихи и песни на английском языке. Также переводим тексты песен с русского на английский язык. Примеры текстов песен в портфолио на указанном сайте.

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Цитата(NAPALMIST @ 05.04.10, 12:05) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
а чо, вон Антихрист перевёл жэ "Смерть проклятым пазёрм!" на норвежский :тру:

На нарвешский - сам сцотона велел, а вот попробуйте на позёрский инглиш-то, да чтобы ни одной молекулы первородной ненависти попусту не пропало! :диабло:

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а Мурку перевести могете?

Now I tell the story how all this happened

Murka was the girl and girl allright.

And in our district everybody missed her

When she was arrested late at night.

Once we went on business, me and Rabinovich,

Then we dropped at nearest restaurant-hall.

There was Murka sitting with Tommy, bloody bastrad,

And she had a brouning, black and small.

First we wonna-gonna 'cause we were alone,

But suddenly a revenge came to mind.

In the dirty park-lines, where the people drink wine,

Our lovely Murka, you shell die.

How do you do, my Murka? How do you do my darling?

How do you do, my Murka, and goodbye...

You was sold forever all our malina

And it is reason you must die.

Rabinovich fired, but he missed of target.

Me was that who made a little shot.

I was brought to doctor, but Rabinovich, padla,

Quickly took the girl to drink on spot.

Blacky voronochek, and my heart is crying,

And my heart is crying in the night.

In the dirty park-lines where the people drink wine

Murka's body lying still but fine...

Edited by Няшный Котик 3D
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