Текст песни А. Тузов - Здесь не Ямайка

This is not Jamaica

We do not live in Cyprus or in Tunisia
We are from the Urals, once here we were born
This beautiful but harsh edge
So little sun, which I love so much

A little light, a little heat
So long to the summer of that hope almost died
And I'm standing in the middle of ice desert
The hopelessness, Ja, I whisper your name

In the winter in our climate zone
Sometimes cold as the North Pole
Did not grow enough space on the globe?

This is not Jamaica, Colombia is unfortunately not
What we need is not growing in the flowerbed near the house tries
This is not the equator, there is not even the tropics
All we have to - it is joy, joy, and not drugs ...

Cold Blue Sky,
I'm not here enough ultraviolet
Pale as death is masked under snow
In order not to eat cold summer

I do not live, but only exist
In the world of green-yellow-red illusions
Wandering among the streets of Babylon
Dragging positive for a dead weight

During the winter in this town forgotten by God
I smile, forgetting who I am and where
Is age the place is empty in my country?

This is not Jamaica, Colombia is unfortunately not
What we need is not growing in the flowerbed near the house tries
This is not the equator, there is not even the tropics
All we have to - it is joy, joy, and not drugs ...