Текст песни Сергей Назаров - Бональное региональное регги

there is no zebra
and no traffic lights
but only a kilometer after kilometer asphalt
here we go a couple of Tamara
Rastaman we Tamara

we stomped on the highway
Mara in the mud
hello , hello
mountains, seas , forests
but it is clear day idle
the track was empty
we did not catch anyone no matter how hard you try
We had nothing to eat
there was nowhere to sit
so as not to spoil the genies
in a shroud of silence
car sounds
we raised hands
but they were glitches
Here's a vyshiny
couple of sleepless nights
you draw , I'm nobody's
instead of grass beds
instead of a shower stream
we have long been a debate
singing love quarrel
from the will , we
nothing that we
nedorozhem beat feet
knees cripple
back backpack then three
shoulders treat
finger tap
from night to night darbuchim
getcha getcha knock
overclock clouds
to come out of the sun 's rays
banal regional reggae
to come out of the sun 's rays
banal regional reggae
sounds sounds
banal regional reggae
to become better tomorrow
banal regional reggae
clearer sharper sounds

I'm tired of walking in a circle frame hari
Record my mother in sambo
on the hot asphalt , we dozed with you
and I had one friend Dalnoboy
he is a good man , and even when he complication
takes stopschikov gives Asker
He picked up us one night on M9
not sleepy , I had to do something
I played, we sang , he listened in silence
Then he lit a cigarette and spoke at length , chopping off the shoulder .
He said: brothers,
do not ask ,
twenty
I am also waiting for applause
I was also proud
with a contented muzzle
beat records
Any course with the chords
and we wore flares
shoes on the ladle
and you know , 'brother , all the girls were our
we also stamped on the highway
Mara in the mud
hello , hello
mountains, seas , forests
but it is clear that something did not work
I have not seen Krishna
I sometimes even sing , but you know , almost inaudibly
Of course , I wanted more
than the trucker
to travel back and forth from the Urals to Poland
and it was possible to read books
get tower
and rot in some research institutes, but it is too
Yes, and what do I need these institutions
when there is music
reggae and blues
and still have the track
brothers
it force
grace
and in my window now always beautiful
Well, in brief
do not rush to throw that started
even more so
squeeze their will in a handful of
listen to the old man
Here live to forty
see , there are quite different speed
very different joy , others rainbow
and not in joy guitar, and berating radio
otroesh his old record on a tape raks
yes these are the times , all faded , these are the times
understand, nothing lasts forever
and even the lights on the counter
ever runs out
differently
so will every
will take years
let's say
ten years
and that's when
one day
all as cheerful and happy
and top
you povezesh I have in my car
So go ahead, 'brother , take a guitar in a heap
play and sing, I have long heard steeper
Let this night and the rain will , come , heal
to come out of the sun 's rays
banal regional reggae
to come out of the sun 's rays
banal regional reggae
sounds sounds
banal regional reggae
to become better tomorrow
banal regional reggae
clearer sharper sounds

we stomped on the highway
Mara in the mud
hello , hello
mountains, seas , forests
brothers
only to get
and then
we stir up such a universal th
wake up, start the mystery
Hear 'brother , here is quite another stereo
when twelve billion hands
will take to each other , forming a circle
and you stand in the center of the circle
talking to myself and not slyshish each other
when tired of their worries
in the morning look at the clear sky
and on the edge of being tear
in Petyayarvi
there you will see a fire , I'm
imitate the sun 's rays
sing a couple
take guitar
most importantly do not be silent
nothing that we beat feet nedorozhem
knees cripple
back backpack then three
shoulders treat
finger tap
from night to night darbuchim
getcha getcha knock
overclock clouds
to