Текст песни Михаил Басаев - Катамаран

He is ugly and as a camel dugorb
Ways he water modest hard
On the water descending, friends will raise flags
We will not beat champagne about the board

Catamaran, catamaran.
We are forever young, forests we are tramp
For life that grinds Braga
Meld us from the flask, the captain (2 times the whole chorus)

Happens so - when you go to the threshold
Glitters paddle like plane plane
We will take helmets only by turning
For those who used to go here

Catamaran, catamaran
We don't get anything in life
For those who do not succeed
Meld us from the flask, the captain (2 times the whole chorus)

We are told - here is God, but the threshold
But we choose the thresholds
On them we are more likely to remember
But do not go from the selected roads

Catamaran, catamaran
How faithful horse you carried us out of the redirection
Already all over, already lowered flags
Mold from the flask captain (2 times the whole chorus)