БумеR - Зелёный прокурор
текст песни

The wheels of the arrows are knocking to the beat
Yes, time is not a trifle
He leaned back, waiting strictly for the call
I'm restless beyond my years
I say goodbye to you, Magadan
The wheels are knocking, the road is long
I'm going to my native land
There's a rotator in the next compartment
This is straight up Russian roulette
Yes, something’s not on my mind
I'll see my father's house soon
And the homies, and the mother, and the neighbor
and outside the window there is a green prosecutor
And there is no end in sight, and no edge
And now I’m moving into free life
And a new conversation has begun with life
And outside the window there is a green prosecutor
There are rows of pine, fir and spruce trees
Hopes haven't faded yet
And a new conversation has begun with life
went to bed, and the night was bright
I wasted until the morning
And I got a little tired of cubing
And thoughts are right over the edge
There's also a whirlwind in the neighbors
The road has not been easy for me
I thought what the heck with this tea
In a glass of vodka over the edge
And I remembered my mother, my dear eyes
And outside the window the taiga rushed
And in the clear sky there are clouds
The road leads through the whole of Russia
and outside the window there is a green prosecutor
And there is no end in sight, and no edge
And now I’m moving into free life
And a new conversation has begun with life
And outside the window there is a green prosecutor
There are rows of pine, fir and spruce trees
Hopes haven't faded yet
And a new conversation has begun with life
And outside the window there is a green prosecutor
And there is no end in sight, and no edge
And now I’m moving into free life
And a new conversation has begun with life
And outside the window there is a green prosecutor
There are rows of pine, fir and spruce trees
Hopes haven't faded yet
And a new conversation has begun with life