Текст песни С.М.Печкин - Регги на морозе

That's the trouble for 29 years
I stand and waiting for the tram, which is not.
And the sun rises and sets, but I'm
And I was covered with snow for most ........... neck.

I'm in a ridiculous position,
I'm in a ridiculous position,
I dance reggae in the cold,
I dance reggae in the cold.

Why my head strewed snow?
Why the wind blows it in my face?
And how can people make this stuff?
And when this is all over at the end of it all?

Chorus

I look at the sky (I look at the sky)
Yes and pillows wonder (I wonder Yes and pillows)
Chamuel I'm not a bird (Chamuel I'm not a bird)
Chamuel not fly (Chamuel not fly)

And I'm in a ridiculous position,
And I'm in a ridiculous position,
And I dance reggae in the cold,
And I dance reggae in the cold.

Oh, I'd be a Negro's Incline,
And live life among the bananas and do not know neither snow nor ice ...
And with a thick black woman lying on the sand by the sea,
Do not know, do not think, do not listen to Russian melancholy.

But I'm in a ridiculous position,
No, I'm in a ridiculous position,
And I dance reggae in the cold,
I dance reggae in the cold.

And all are in a ridiculous position, as I can see,
All are in a ridiculous pose ...
And reggae dancing in the cold,
All dance reggae in the cold.
In the cold ...