NazarBand - Банальное региональное рэгги
текст песни

Here zebra no, no traffic lights,
And only for asphalt kilometer kilometer.
Here we go a couple of Tamara,
Rastaman we Tamara.

We stomped around the track in the mud Mara
Zdrasste, zdrasste, mountains, seas, forests!
But it is clear day idle, the track was empty,
We have not caught anybody no matter how trying
We had nothing to eat, nowhere to sit
So as not to popachkat gins in a shroud of silence
Car sounds, we raised their hands,
But it was the height of such glitches here!
Couple sleepless nights, you draw, I'm nobody,
Instead of grass beds, instead of the shower stream.
We walked for a long time arguing, singing love quarrel,
From the city at will, we wonder whether we
Legs nedorozhem beat, knees cripple,
Back backpack three then treat the shoulders,
Use your fingers to tap from night to night darbuchim,
Knock-knock-knock, went to overclock the clouds the sun's rays.
Banal regional reggae - that came out of the sun's rays,
Banal regional reggae - it sounds it sounds!
Banal regional reggae - so that tomorrow is better,
Banal regional reggae - sharper, clearer sounds!

I'm tired of walking in a circle hari frame
Write me in the section Sambo mother!
On the hot asphalt, we were dozing with you,
And I came to mind a familiar Dalnoboy,
He's a good man, and even when he was sober
Takes stopschikov gives Asker.
He picked up us one night on the M9,
Not sleepy, I had to do something,
I played, we sang, he listened and said nothing,
Then he lit a cigarette and spoke at length, chopped to shoulder.
He said: brothers, do not ask,
At twenty I was also waiting for applause,
I was also proud, with a satisfied muzzle
Bil records any stride picked chords
And we were kloshi, shoes on the ladle,
And, you know, 'brother, all the girls were ours.
We also stomped on the track in the mud Mara
Zdrasste, zdrasste, mountains, seas, forests!
But something can be seen, did not work, it is clear, I do not Krishna,
Sometimes I even sing, but you know, almost inaudibly.
Of course, I wanted more than the trucker
Wheels back and forth from the Urals doPolshi.
And you can read books, get a tower
And rot in some research institutes, but it is too!
Yes, and what do I need these universities where there is music, reggae and blues ...
And there is still the track, my friends, in her strength and grace,
And in my window now always nice, well and in short,
Do not rush to throw that started, much less
Squeeze your will in a handful!
Listen to the old man, that live to forty -
See here very different speeds!
Very different joy, others of the rainbow,
And no consolation guitar, and berating radio
Otroesh his old record on RAKS tape
Yes, these are the times, all erased, these are the times!
I understand that nothing lasts forever, and even the lights on the counter
Ever runs out differently.
So it will be with each - will be the year, let's say,
Ten years, and that's when, one day,
All also cheerful and happy, and at the top,
You already take me in his car.
So go ahead, 'brother, take a guitar in a heap,
Play and sing, I have long heard better!
And that night, and the rain will pass, come, heal,
To come out of the sun's rays!
(Chorus)

We stomped around the track in the mud Mara
Zdrasste, zdrasste, mountains, seas, forests!
Brothers, if only to get, and then
We're so muddied the universal OM!
Wake up, the mystery begins,
Hear, 'brother, is quite another stereo!
When twelve billion arms
Take on each other to form a ring,
Get up in the center of this circle,
To hear each other!
When tired of the cares
In the morning, look at the clear sky
And on the edge of being tear in Petyayarvi,
There you see a fire, I imitate the sun's rays
Sing a couple, take the guitar, most importantly do not be silent! Wonder whether we
Legs nedorozhem beat, knees cripple,
Back backpack three then treat the shoulders,
Use your fingers to tap from night to night darbuchim,
Knock-knock-knock, went to overclock the clouds the sun's rays.
(Chorus)
(Intro)