Текст песни Туристические песни - Кто же мне в палатке на морду наступил

Am E Am
The dew did not have time to dry in the field,
E Am
We walk loaded with bulging eyes
A7 Dm G C
And the jubilant expanse beckons us forward
Dm Am E Am
And the road will go into the valley between the mountains.

Carnivorous thoughts are in my head
I dreamed of fried chicken at night
There is no more strength to eat porridge without stew,
Well, who stepped on my face in the tent / 2p.

2. Rest is wonderful calm and grace,
All day trying to catch up with the instructor,
Wet like mice wandering under a backpack
At night we wash in the river, and then we eat vodka.

Bath-and-bath thoughts are twisting in my head
I dreamed of a smelly sauna at night
I dreamed of a sparkling shower and there was a toilet,
Well, who stepped on my face in the tent / 2p.

3. The rest is wonderful, the silence is around,
And all night mosquitoes guard our sleep,
Sleeping in a tent is fun, but only chest pressures,
The herring in the barrel would be a little more spacious.

Sexual thoughts are in my head
I dreamed of women undressed at night
Sleep all night dressed there is no more strength
Well, who stepped on my face in the tent / 2p.