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Пишет maxadis ([info]maxadis)
@ 2001-05-19 00:58:00


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Музыка:OPT/PF - Learning to fly

Случай левитации в Казахстане!
Только что по ОРТ:
Другой текст гимна был написан самим Нурсултаном Назарбаевым. Он признался, что написал его неожиданно для себя, во время полета над просторами родного Казахстана



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[info]seann@lj
2001-05-18 11:00 (ссылка)
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[info]maksimka@lj
2001-05-18 11:21 (ссылка)
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[info]33@lj
2001-05-19 05:09 (ссылка)
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learning to fly
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2001-05-18 11:20 (ссылка)
?????? ???????:

Oh, don't let it get you,
It will if they let you, but there's
Something I'll bet you can't see --
It's big and it's nasty and it's right over there,
It's waiting to get its sticky claws in your hair!
Oh, the greengrocer's wishing on a rainbow today,
And the dustman is tying his tie ...
And it all goes along to the same jolly song,
With a peppermint face in the sky!
????
With a peppermint face in the sky-y,
And a withered old dream in your heart,
You'll get hit with a piece of the pie-ie,
With the pantomime ready to start!
Oh, the Tommy is sleeping in a snowbank tonight,
And the Jerries are learning to fly --
We can fly to the moon, we'll be higher than noon,
In our polythene home in the sky....

Pretty polythene home in the sky,
Pretty platinum pins in your hand --
Oh your mother's a big fat machine gun,
And your father's a dreary young man....
(Whispered and staccato):
Oh, the, man-a-ger's suck-ing on a corn-cob, pipe,
And the bank-ers are, eat-ing their, wives,
All the world's in a daze, while the orchestra plays,
So turn your pockets and get your surprise --

Turn your pockets and get your surpri-ise,
There was nobody there af-ter all!
And the lamps in the stairway are dying,
It's the season just after the ball ...
Oh the palm-trees whisper on the beach somewhere,
And the lifesaver's heaving a sigh,
And those voices you hear, Boy and Girl of the Year,
Are of children who are learning to die

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