Текст песни Середина неба - Кофейня в Амстердаме

In a coffee shop in Amsterdam
One at the bar
Sits and smokes ganja
Unshaven rastaman.
I walk up and silently
I reach out my hand.
He, without saying a word,
Gives me his hookah.

I breathe in deeply
I'm greenish smoke
I sit down next to you
I inhale again.
And so we sit in silence
And we look at each other
And the whirlwinds of our thoughts
They carry us somewhere ...

I see before me
Distant Jamaic,
Where Reggae lights up
On the seashore
And now he probably
In snowy Russia
Among the Moscow hrushchevs,
Where is my distant home ...

And I say: “Thank you”,
And leaving the coffee shop,
I wander along the canal
In a kind of half-sleep.
And the street is deserted
And only unchanging
Dutch police officer
He smiled at me ...