Son Pascal and Anuar Nurpeisov Englishman in Shymkent

I don t drink coffee I drink k, ymyz my dear I like my bayrsak, with shai I left London for a sunny magic land I m an Englishman in Shymkent See me walking down to Sairam On my pravorul ka white They call me bratishke and I understand I m an Englishman in Shymnkent Oohh. Ak, taug a barmaym, Pavlodarg a men barmaym I m an Englishman in Symkent Oohh. New Yorkke barmaym, Parizhge de men barmaym I m an Englishman in Symkent I saw a girl down the avenue Janym menin come to me Someone kicked my back and now I