Текст песни Уши Ван Гога - Туристы

You do not know the words of this song ,
Her singing all the tourists ,
When assembled together ,
In a place where there was so clean .

Until came the tourists ,
Not pitched their tents ,
Do not poured their cans ,
Not got your slingshot .

Do not cut down all the branches and twigs ,
Not drove snakes and hedgehogs ,
Do not went to the badger burrow
As large and small need .

Kindled a fire ate up ,
Forest Shire his inflated ,
Then ate barbeque
And the song sucked .

You do not know the words of this song ,
Her singing all the tourists ,
When assembled together ,
In a place where there was so clean .