» Мафия 60. День 1

Kushka
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сплошные виртуалы

Ага, надоело, понимаешь, крастом заходить. Решил настоящим собой зайти.

ну как я пою? хех...

уговорили....

Lats, подпоешь?

This road leads to Rainbowville, going my way?
Up ahead is Bluebird Hill, going my way?
Just pack a basket full of wishes and off you start
With Sunday morning in your heart.
Round the bend you'll see a sign "Dreamer's Highway."
Happiness is down the line, going my way?
The smiles you gather will look well on you,
Oh I hope you're going my way too.

BESTRAFER

Цитата:

кандидат на линч?

подозрительно смел

пока не наступил вечер, предлагаю пропустить по стаканчику.
пришла свеженькая партия отборново скотча из скотландии

Kommissario

Цитата:

подозрительно смел

да мне пох! я Звезда!
а вы мелкие букашки.... что вы понимаете в жизни?


Everybody has the right to be wrong at least once
Everybody has the right to be dunce-like, once-like
Not being too smart is, is no disgrace
What sets you apart is smilin' with egg on your face

Its naive to make believe that you're right, it's not bright
Only fools go walking on thin ice, twice

You and life can skip the strife and you'll both get along
All it takes is simply saying you're wrong when you're wrong
And everybody has the right to be wrong



You and life can skip the strife and you'll both get along
All it takes is simply sayin' you're wrong when you're wrong
And everybody has the right to be
It can be a real delight to be
And I'd fight, fight for the right to be wrong

Pisun
С первеликим удовольствием составлю компанию

Цитата:

свеженькая партия отборново скотча из скотландии

Pisun
налей стаканчик человеку от музы!

Doolni
пади, малчик, книжку пачитай. не то мне Донна кой че откусит

BESTRAFER
слыш, подкаблучник, а ты мурку могешь?

Pisun

Цитата:

слыш, подкаблучник, а ты мурку могешь?

уважаемый... ты не в сортире, а в приличном заведении...

/*** Уходит в бар, возвращается с бокалом виски ***/

обойдешься без мурки!

расслабься и послушай...


And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I’ll say it clear,
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain.

I’ve lived a life that’s full.
I’ve traveled each and ev’ry highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, I’ve had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.

I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried.
I’ve had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
No, oh no not me,
I did it my way.

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it MY WAAAAAAY!

Pisun
А мама и знать ничего не будет

BESTRAFER
гениально, аж на слезу пробило!
всегда слушаю эту песню перед охотой...

Kommissario
ладно, специально для тебя - полностью спою....


Strangers in the night exchanging glances
Wond’ring in the night
What were the chances we’d be sharing love
Before the night was through.

Something in your eyes was so inviting,
Something in you smile was so exciting,
Something in my heart,
Told me I must have you.

Strangers in the night, two lonely people
We were strangers in the night
Up to the moment
When we said our first hello.
Little did we know
Love was just a glance away,
A warm embracing dance away and -

Ever since that night we’ve been together.
Lovers at first sight, in love forever.
It turned out so right,
For strangers in the night.

кто-нить нальёт мне сегодня или нет?

Financier
вот и мафы...
жрать кишки бушь!

Привет - я наконец смог дойти досюда !

DeADMoHAX
ты хто?
виртуал?

Цитата:

виртуал?

гыгы

BESTRAFER
я конечно не копенгаген, но тоже спою...

These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptism of fire
I've watched all your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

There's so many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms

Такой же как ты !

Doolni
эт ты так думаешь. у ее везде глаза и уши. и ваще тут какие-то монстрики бродют невнятные. каммисариусы всякие.
иди, иди. законы нада блюсть. а то патенцыы не будет.

BESTRAFER
майвэй люблю. харашо.
дам на чай.

Kommissario

не знаю, правда, как у нас нынче воспринимают Дайр Стрэйтс...


мож споем дуэтом?

камисарус, брыс ка мне за стол завтра с утра похмеляцца. я тут с человечеками перетер по своим каналам. будем завтра ловить падлецофф

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BESTRAFER
Kommissario
лэйтесттрик хачу коль дайрстрэйтс петь будете.
и ва скока кабаре начнецца?

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Financier
мафстолик не апслужываецца

Гы, а тут я оказывается муж Марфы

Цитата:

муж Марфы

рифмуецца со словом "мафы"
пианисты, присмотритес к типу

Pisun

Цитата:

а то патенцыы не будет

Вы, простите, по себе судите?

Financier
Довай дагаварваццО!

BESTRAFER

Цитата:

вот и мафы...
жрать кишки бушь

Токопослявас

Pisun

Цитата:

рифмуецца со словом "мафы"
пианисты, присмотритес к типу

нуну, присматривайтесь.

Pisun
че за агрессия?!

в бабруйск!... тьфу! в нюёрк!

New york, new york

Start spreading the news, I’m leaving today
I want to be a part of it - new york, new york
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it - new york, new york

I wanna wake up in a city, that doesn’t sleep
And find I’m king of the hill - top of the heap

These little town blues, are melting away
I’ll make a brand new start of it - in old new york
If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere
It’s up to you - new york, new york

New york, new york
I want to wake up in a city, that never sleeps
And find I’m a number one
top of the list, king of the hill
A number one

These little town blues, are melting away
I’m gonna make a brand new start of it - in old new york
And if I can make it there, I’m gonna make it anywhere

It up to you - new york new york

New york!

BESTRAFER
Ну на счёт дуета и не знаю, ты вон какой крутой...

А я еще спою пожалуй народную песню

Hangman hangman hold it a little while,
Think I see my friends coming,
Riding many a mile.
Friends did you get a some silver?
Did you get a little gold?
What did you bring me my dear friends,
To keep me from the gallows pole?
What did you bring me,
To keep me from the gallows pole?

I couldn't get no silver,
I couldn't get no gold.
You know that we're too damn poor,
To keep you from the gallows pole.

Hangman hangman hold it a little while,
I think I see my brother coming,
Riding many a mile.
Brother did you get me some silver?
Did you get a little gold?
What did you bring me my brother,
To keep me from the gallows pole?

Brother I brought you some silver,
I brought a little gold.
I brought a little of everything,
To keep you from the gallows pole.
Yes I brought you to keep you from the gallows pole.

Hangman hangman turn your head awhile,
I think I see my sister coming,
Riding many a mile.
Sister I implore you,
Take him by the hand.
Take him to some shady bower,
Save me from the wrath of this man.
Please take him,
Save me from the wrath of this man.

Hangman hangman upon your face a smile,
Pray tell me that I'm free to ride,
Ride for many mile.

Yes you got a fine sister,
She warmed my blood from cold.
She warmed my blood to boiling hot,
To keep you from the gallows pole.
Your brother brought me silver,
Your sister warmed my soul,
But now I laugh and pull so hard,
And see you swinging on the gallows pole.

Kommissario
Led Zeppellin?