Текст песни Калейдоскоп - Хорошо на Селе

Good in the countryside
Here food grows in the ground
And the roosters are singing like Michael Jackson.
Here are cheerful people
And who does not understand jokes
Then they will explain to him in plain text:

"What are you threshing here, food processor?
Globe you square, hedgehog butt you!
Traffic cop you are without a stick and a cross without zero
Goo you Invite and a bubble hole!
Horse-born hoopoe, Schwarzenegger in your eye!
Pavlov's dog saliva! Chinese Adidas!
Go through and to the left
Santa Barbara two-serial !!! "

The pressure is immediately visible
I love my native folklore
He helps us to build and live.
The air is clean! The air is fresh!
Beige chicks roam
And in the fields the wind bends the rye.

We have a pitchfork rake, oh
The braids are sharper than the sabers, oh-e
If you have the strength to plow, oh
We will live beautifully, oh-e

From the breast of the mother's, father's plow
Tore me off with a bass-legged boy
But my root remained stuck in the furrow
That my grandfather plowed on the home side
Here in my native fields I will untie the horse
Daring shoulder will wake up!
And from the shoulder, from the hot I will cut off 8 hectares !!!
Let the milk yield jump on the farms!

This is the right approach
You are just for us, in the mouth of a kampot
(I didn't get it)
We are just like this
Need a fighting guy
That is to say a field Aggressor!

We have a pitchfork rake, oh
The braids are sharper than the sabers, oh-e
If you have the strength to plow, oh-oh
We will live beautifully, oh-e

Good in the countryside
You get used to the ground here
The soul rests with every fiber!
Want this one. Do you want to strike.
Do you want to swim behind the buoy!
After all, one does not interfere with another!

We have a pitchfork rake, oh
The braids are sharper than the sabers, oh-e
If you have the strength to plow, oh
We will live beautifully, oh-e