Текст песни Суп Харчо - Куба

Good plot for soprano flute
For slow sighs, for the stopcrank handle
As if with you on an old launch
In the stormy sea, the sunset is so beautiful

Okay not okay, but together we are a gang
Blood boils and miranda cries
Beckons and beckons, lazy and lazy,
Freedom Island me Castrofidelit

Even or odd mountains on the shoulders
And only forward towards buckshot
And if you want, we'll drown with you,
And you drink the sea, I'll finish the rest

No matter how it comes out somehow careless
The stars embrace and whisper tenderly
That it's not too late to see
How to love them and how to hate them

Little water and little air
Not only that, and this is not enough for me
And only in Cuba, as it turned out
There is still a lot of this left

Even or odd mountains on the shoulders
And only forward towards buckshot
And if you want, we'll drown with you,
And you drink the sea, I'll finish the rest