Текст песни Степан Марченко - Мальчик Харерама

Someone cooks meat
Someone drinking port
Someone looking for money
Someone is waiting for trouble
Harerama boy
host
Treats them breadcrumbs
And pours water

He neither Friday nor the environment
Played in love, he strode home
A friend would say that blue
And he does not care about nonsense

It's a small day Hareramy
It's a small day Hareramy
It's a small day Hareramy
Scores night!

Harerama boy
Single esthete
With the ladies go to the theater,
But it does not take phone
To Hare Rama earlier
fly postman
He showed him the sun
And he took to his department
And since then he has neither Saturday nor media
Love had done so went home
A friend would say that blue
And he does not care - the answer

This little light Hareramy
This little light Hareramy
This little light Hareramy
Scores night!

Harerama again
Hit the road
His kombatkah
Golden Dragon
Controls winds
To the brakes
overflying gulls
The top hitchhiking

And behind it all is the same grass grows
And underneath it all the same - the yin, the yang
And his girlfriend his words
Receive soap from distant countries

How are you there alone, Harerama?
Fly to tea, Harerama!
Let your little day Harerama,
Scores night!