Текст песни Аквариум - Афанасий Никитин буги, или хождение за 3 моря - 2

We pulled off the McDougal in the middle of winter
My friend from Tolyatti I am from Kostroma
We have lived up to the summer, and there Axe-chump
But cocaine was eight to three tooth powder
We had to move out through a hatch in the light of the jamb
She decided to go to Mecca, I said, & quot; While & quot;

I do not remember how it happened, and whose wind was in my mouth
I was walking on the trail of Castaneda - was in the merchant navy
Where are all the men wear skirts at the cabin boy a knife in his mouth
Then we got up for loading at the port of Ulaanbaatar
I immediately rushed to the datsan, I scream want to go into retreat
And I meet me Lagerfeld - I look, and we are on Oxford street

With me is our boatswain Pasha - that's what keeps the style
He wore a jacket from Yamamoto, Comme de Garson pants
And then this woman runs with a picture of Manet
Screams - we have four third, quickly go all to me
They do not have money for a taxi, had to sell coat
By this Kostroma I have not seen one

At first it was fun then went spleen
When we were licking the mucus these lizards with spin
The apartment was not the passage from the pagan shrines
I translated all the songs Tsoi Kurds into Latin
When I finished all that was in them between the window frames
That immediately got on the first subway in Thiruvananthapuram

And we race through the desert, the train bleats and squeaks
And lucky for us dim stars blyuzmen-old transvistit
All around is going God knows what, then on the close
Whether dancing Steelworkers, whether women fighting in the mud
As happened with me twenty-fifth of a nervous breakdown
I threw a leg to Kathmandu through the Great Barrier Reef

And here I am seven weeks not shaved, eight days eating mushrooms
I became like a man of heroic destiny
Shamans argue with doctors as I could to stay alive
But I learned Swahili and was replaced by cultural myth
When strangers enter the village I had them thrown into prison
We Russian abroad foreigners to nothing