Текст песни Веня Дркин - Скотник Саша

cattleman Sasha
and everybody give a damn
cattleman Sasha
someone's nephew in third knee
and he rolls in cow shit,
like Galand cheese in olive oil
with a green snake in his hands
on a star-striped horse

everybody give a damn
so fir trees
tilted
and what are we gods
palaces and canals
sitting in a deep hole
he often dreams and it seems to him that
it's about the number of women
and in a new wave