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 York-ke barmaym, Parizhge de men barmaym I’m an Englishman in Symkent