Перевод: Tears For Beers. Что нам делать с пьяный матрос.
requiring replies most facile and vacuous, with words nearly singed, with the heartbeat of passions, spew forth with the grace of a tart going under
faces turn blue with the reek of the compost, as the livig try hard to retain what the dead lost, with double dead sickness from writing at what c Nd
odious time, requiring replies most facile and vacuous, with words nearly singed, with the heartbeat of passions, spew forth with the grace of a tart
all mine, all mine, but i do. You are mine! What shall we do with the drunken sailor? What shall we do with the drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor? what shall we do with a drunken sailor? what shall we do with a drunken sailor? early in the morning? Hooray
mine, all mine, but i do. You are mine! What shall we do with the drunken sailor? What shall we do with the drunken sailor?
What shall we do with the drunken sailor, What shall we do with the drunken sailor, What shall we do with the drunken sailor, Early in the morning
mir, bring mir mein Bounty wieder he-rrrrrrrrrrrrr What shall we do with the drunken sailor? What shall we do with the drunken sailor? What shall we do with the drunken sailor
