Текст песни Гражданская Оборона - Солнечная Грузия

Solar Georgia
My dear Caucasus
There's highest mountain,
I am a sheep fold.
Whatever happens, I struck up a waltz,
Whatever happens, I danced jazz.
Lai Lai das!
Touchet give carcass.
Jana jana yas,
Touché, my Georgia.

By Herman Titov came Georgians:
Come along, brother, fly into space.
I'm not scared, I did not saddle,
Yesterday I just turned 120 years

Went to the hairdresser, I shave,
There I scratched unfortunate pupil,
I'm crying, the blood flows from me,
And she told me: "Shut up! I rent Ladder! "

That was photographed riding on a donkey
And I sent the card to your dear house,
Written on the card: "Dear wife,
Hello, kiddies - the top is me "