Текст песни Река - Старый хиппи

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Old hippies from the Siberian wilds got on Nevsky.
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He had long been asleep and was brutally hungry.
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In rukzake it was a little grass and cigarettes.
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But now my poor hippies thought of fried potatoes.

He gets nearly a month on the dusty road.
He clearly had no luck, the way was just awful.
But changing Kamaz hundred, he finally got.
And of course I find the local hippie he was going.

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Old Hippie - leaky & quot; shoes & quot ;.
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Old Hippie - faded jeans.
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Old hippies - such a nice guy.

He wanted to drink wine and look at Peter.
Wash at least once a favorite ragged sweater.
Cup of coffee on the flat with a nice little sister.
Read Atleast one, At least one rock rag.

But pretty hike, he realized all classifications.
All parties just crap, here no one excited.
Fennec, Haier, rock 'n' roll - all mingled with the dust.
And the hippie days are, alas, have become just come true.

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And he went home, and he was grusno.
On the track, as always, was dark and empty.
But suddenly someone came up and said: & quot; Well, let's go? & Quot;
He saw a clean look girlish eyes, like the wind.

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Old hippies.
Old hippies.
Old hippies.
Old hippies.