Grinds Our Gears: PB Edition
She's got twelve nipples, sounds weird dozen tit.... 😁 I'll get my coat


Расцветали яблони и груши,
Apple and pear trees were a-blooming,
Rastsvetali iabloni i grushi,
Поплыли туманы над рекой.
Mist (was) creeping on the river.
Poplyli tumany nad rekoj.
Выходила на берег Катюша,
Katyusha set out on the banks,
Vykhodila na bereg Katyusha,
На высокий берег на крутой.
On the steep and lofty bank.
Na vysokij bereg na krutoj.
Выходила, песню заводила
She was walking, singing a song
Vykhodila, pesniu zavodila
Про степного, сизого орла,
About a grey steppe eagle,
Pro stepnogo, sizogo orla,
Про того, которого любила,
About her true love,
Pro togo, kotorogo liubila,
Про того, чьи письма берегла.
Whose letters she was keeping.
Pro togo, chi pisma beregla.
Ой ты, песня, песенка девичья,
Oh you song! Little song of a maiden,
Oj ty, pesnia, pesenka devichia,
Ты лети за ясным солнцем вслед.
Head for the bright sun.
Ty leti za iasnym solntsem vsled.
И бойцу на дальнем пограничье
And reach for the soldier on the far-away border
I bojtsu na dalnem pograniche
От Катюши передай привет.
Along with greetings from Katyusha.
Ot Katyushi peredaj privet.
Пусть он вспомнит девушку простую,
Let him remember an ordinary girl,
Pust on vspomnit devushku prostuiu,
Пусть услышит, как она поет,
And hear how she sings,
Pust uslyshit, kak ona poet,
Пусть он землю бережет родную,
Let him preserve the Motherland,
Pust on zemliu berezhet rodnuiu,
А любовь Катюша сбережет.
Same as Katyusha preserves their love.
A liubov Katyusha sberezhet.
Date: 1938
Lyrics: M. Isakovsky
Music: M. Blanter
Translation: Igor Koplevsky
Transcription/Markup: Liviu Iacob, 2006

fuckboyh

how did i use 9 pirates too many -_- took me 22 dvds to get a combo 2 days ago that pissed me off

starts from the bottom upwards u thick shits -_- i just copied and pasted the events

dough balls dee, dough balls


fuck off

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