Текст песни Не будите спящих - Поршик

Do Not Wake Sleepers - Porschik
1 verse:
Past the gelding, past the boomers
Fingers bent, gloomy faces
We are on the plunger. Gray driving
We ride, we sing a song
Chorus:
Porschik. Our old George
Favorite piston VAZ 2101
Porshik, our white George
Favorite little pistol, the best among cars.
Verse 2:
The steering wheel is unscrewed, the door will fall off
Windows do not open, the piston roll
No show-offs, bought for pennies
Georgyck rarity, forty years on the road
Chorus:
Porschik. Our old George
Favorite piston VAZ 2101
Porshik, our white George
Favorite little pistol, the best among cars.
Verse 3:
What do we boomers, what do we need geldings
For crooked roads piston made
Miracle engineer chopped with an ax
Thought BMW George got
Whatever car you drive
Hear you stay human
Chorus:
Porschik. Our old George
Favorite piston VAZ 2101
Porshik, our white George
Favorite little pistol, the best among cars.
Whatever car you drive,
hear stay human.
Porschik. Our old George
Favorite piston VAZ 2101
Porshik, our white George
Favorite little pistol, the best among cars.