Ветер веет с югаИ луна взошла,Что ж

Ветер веет с юга

И луна взошла,

Что же ты, блядюга,

Ночью не пришла?



Не пришла ты ночью,

Не явилась днем.

Думаешь, мы дрочим?

Нет! Других ебём!



Не тужи, дорогой, и не ахай,

Жизнь держи, как коня, за узду,

Посылай всех и каждого на хуй,

Чтоб тебя не послали в пизду!



Не смотри, что рассеян в россыпь,

что ломаю и мну себя.

Я раздел эту девку - Осень,

и забылся, ее ебя.

Ах ты сука! Такое тело

меж блядьми мне не сыскать!

Сладкой влагой плодов вспотела,

кольца ягод в твоих сосках.

Распахнула! О алый бархат

губ и губ! сумасшедший визг!

Не могу!!! позовите Баха!

он напишет “сонату пизд”.

Ах пора ты моя живая!

Голова - голова - минет.

Разрывает меня, сжигает,

я кончаю…простите мне.

Результаты (английский) 1:

The wind blows from the SouthAnd the moon roseWhat are you, blâdûga,The night did not come?Did not reach you at night,Not a day.Do you think we student action ...?No! Other fuck!Do not torment yourself, dear, and not ahaj,Keep your life as a horse, a bridle,Send each and every cockIf you haven't sent in a twat!Not see that dispelled the scattering,that break and mnu itself.I see this wench-autumnand forgotten, its ebâ.Oh, you bitch! Such a bodyInternational blâd′mi not find me!Sweet vspotela fruit moisture,berries in your nipple rings.Opened! About Scarlet Velvetlips and lips! crazy squeal!I can't!!! call the Baja!He wrote "Sonata pussy".Oh it's time to do my live!Head-to-head-blowjob.Tearing me, Burns,I'm Cumming to ...forgive me.

Результаты (английский) 2:

The wind is blowing from the south and the moon rose, What are you, blyadyuga, the night did not come? Do not you come at night, did not come in the afternoon. Do you think we masturbate? No! Other ebёm! Do not grieve, my dear, and Achaia, Life hold as a horse by the bridle, is sent to each and every one on the dick, that you have not sent in the pussy! Do not look that is scattered in the scattering, which breaks down and mnu myself. I section of this girl - Autumn, and forgotten, it ebya. Oh, you bitch! Such a body between blyadmi not find me! Sweet fruit moisture sweating, ring berries in your nipples. flung open! On the crimson velvet lips and lips! crazy squeal! I can not !!! Call Bach! he wrote "Sonata pussies." Oh, you're my time to live! Head - Head - blowjob. Tearing me, burns, I'm coming ... forgive me.

Результаты (английский) 3:

The wind is blowing through the southern

and moon dawned,Lord that thou, блядюга,lord at night is not found?



not found you at night,lord was not a day.lord think, we дрочим?lord No! Other ебем!



not тужи, expensive, and not ахаи,lord Life keep your mouth shut, as a horse, the skit,

Much swagger and the Hui,thou shalt thou hast not sent in пизду!



do not see, that must be resurrected in bell rang,Lord that fellow kneeling and me themselves.lord I section this девку - autumn,lord and cave, its ебя.Lord s you'S a bitch! Such a body

international блядьми me not so sexless!

Sweet saturated fruit вспотела,lord rings berries in it rubs against thee.lord floodgates! ON THE even jerk

lips and lips! Crazy squealing!lord i cannot!!! Call Baja!Lord the authenticity "sonata пизд" .Lord s time you are my live!lord Head - head - minet.

It breaks me, burns,lord i кончаю ... sorry me.