Текст песни Крематорий - Мы любили танцевать босиком на битом стекле

We loved to dance
Barefoot on broken glass,
Swim in hydrochloric acid
And walking on thin ice
In his hometown of Kathmandu.

Pure alcohol esophagus,
There were drunk to the war,
But without waiting for the finish,
We returned in the morning
In his native Kathmandu.

Chorus:
And the sun in the blue skies
Without clothes and shame
Performed with a bang
Belly dance.

We have not walked in the universe
With the song up and down,
But you can safely say in advance -
There is no better place in heaven,
The native of Kathmandu.

And who does not agree with us,
Let Zaruba on the nose:
For us, the love - and the Bible, and the food,
But we can give, and in the face
For native Kathmandu

Chorus:
Where is the sun in the blue skies
Without clothes and shame
Performed with a bang
Belly dance.