Текст песни Ска-N-ворд - ямайка

I know in Jamaica
 There are soccer fields
 Football field - it
 Not just the land
   
 The soccer field is always
 sown with grass
 grass evergreen
 And very plague
   
 Eleven thousand
 Square kilometers
 Sunlit
 And washed by the warm wind
   
 It should be from morning till evening
 One big question
 Where to get a soccer ball
 And a couple of packs of cigarettes
   
 In Jamaica
 hibernate gull
 Around the world
 For summer
   
 Snow does not like
 The path will go
 After all, for the birds
 No limits
   
 While money is not
 repealed
 Long away
 We are up to the birds
   
 Five years in the far north
 I drilled wells
 On a rusty old seynereZh
 Cod caught in the ice
   
 No wonder so long suffered
 No wonder freezin nose
 I knew that everything will turn out
 I cut the dough seriously
   
 The Caribbean
 Sand burns the soles
 Now I do not know grief
 I do not think about the past
   
 I saw in the Laptev Sea
 There is also the island
 But that's the whole point
 What they are not is the grass
   
 In Jamaica
 hibernate gull
 Around the world
 For summer
   
 Snow does not like
 The path will go
 After all, for the birds
 No limits
   
 While money is not
 repealed
 Long away
 We are up to the birds
   
 Life goes on
 And again, trouble approaching
 It is a pity that it can not all
 Going by itself
   
 Money is running out
 And like so much in Jamaica
 It is necessary to stock up