Текст песни Второе блюдо - Курдистан

you do not enter a tank in my Kurdistan
you did not bomb my stealth Baghdad
will be an evening - I'll be happy and drunk,
I will not hear the hail of shells .

pity you my Kosovo , perhaps,
side-stepped Palestine , Lebanon,
do not blow up , I beg you , do not kill ,
I squeeze in the hands of faceted glass.

Vodka throat burns - fun is night ,
I look longingly channel & quot; Al Jazeera & quot ;,
I - solid hot spot
I crave
love
and
world.

© Ars-Pegas