Noize MC - тут будут танци
текст песни
19
0 человек. считает текст песни верным
0 человек считают текст песни неверным
Noize MC - тут будут танци - оригинальный текст песни, перевод, видео
- Текст
- Перевод
Лягае день.
Вiн вiддае своi надii ночi.
Робiтники
Заморились працювати.
Там вогнi,
Яскравi блищуть лампи.
Приходьте, люди...
Приходьте, люди... на вечiр у клуб.
Вот это да! Смотри, какое у входа столпотворение.
Народу намеренно, я уверен, внутри творится феерия.
Из-за двери трубит ритмичная музыка, основанная на повторениях,
Люди дышат морозным воздухом, переминаясь, как мишки на севере.
Передо мною прошла какая-то фифа в наряде с перьями,
Теперь моя очередь - на лице у секьюрити недоверие.
Во взгляде читаю работу мысли ветерана умственного труда,
Чую, по ходу, меня похерили и не пустят сюда.
Там будуть танцы!
Там будуть танцы!
Танцы! Та-та-т... та-та-т...
Танцы!
Танцi...
"Молодой человек, вы не можете проникнуть в заведение" -
Прозвучало не подлежащее к обжалованию решение,
Я не стал ни раздраженно спорить, ни гнуть пальцы веером.
Я просто в уши воткнул наушники и "Play" нажал на плеере.
Вот он, мой одиночный митинг, вот мой "Fuck Off" бессловесный.
Вызывайте кого хотите - я не боюсь ареста.
Не нравится вам как я одет?! Разденусь, дергаясь под эту песню!
Тому, какие вы мудаки, я посвящаю свой танец протеста!
Танцы!
Там будуть танцы!
Танцы! Та-та-т... та-та-т...
Танцы!
Танцi...
В рукаве запутался провод, где-то в снегу оказался плеер.
Нахер ваш душный танцпол, беспонтовый - "Даешь Open-Air"!
Куртка налево, джинсы направо, футболка, хуй знает куда,
Я реализую своё право танцевать везде и всегда.
Люди, чего же вы встали?! Хочу, чтоб вы тоже плясали,
Над головами в воздухе весеннем размахивая своими трусами.
Не прогибайся под их систему, поддержи танцевальный бунт!
Наши девизы - "Дресскод ***", "Фейсконтроль капут!"
Там будуть танцы!
Там будуть танцы!
Там будуть-будуть...
Танцы! Та-та-т... та-та-т...
Танцы!
Танцы!
Там будуть танцы!
Там будуть...
Танцы! Та-та-т... та-та-т...
Танцы!
Ми вспомiнаем цiлий тиждень.
Багато е балачок та думок.
Ждемо, коли прийде добра недiля.
Танцзал запрошуе нас.
У клубi були любi...
Танцы!
Та-та-танцi!
Танцы!
Веселi, добрi, добрi...
Танцы!
"Халэ" на танцi.
Танцы!
Т-т-т-т... Танцы!
Ла-ла-ла... Танцы!
Веселi, добрi, добрi...
Танцы!
Т-т-т... Everybody!
Танцы!
Ла-ла-ла... Оп-оп...
Танцы!
Lyaga day.
VIN VIDAY NOT AND ONE NUCHI.
Robitniki
They froze Prazuvati.
There is Vogni,
Yaskravi is close to the lamp.
Put people, people ...
Put it, people ... on the evening at the club.
Blimey! See what kind of crowd at the entrance.
The people are deliberately, I'm sure that the extravaganza is going on inside.
Rhythmic music based on repetitions is trumpeted from behind the door,
People breathe frosty air, shifting like bears in the north.
Some kind of FIFA in an outfit with feathers passed before me,
Now my turn is on the face of secularity distrust.
In my eyes I read the work of the thought of a veteran of mental work,
I feel, along the way, they chewed me and will not let me here.
There will be dancing!
There will be dancing!
Dancing! T-t-t ... t-t-t ...
Dancing!
Dance ...
"Young man, you cannot get into the institution" -
The decision was not subject to appeal,
I did not argue in irritably or bend my fingers with a fan.
I just stuck the headphones into my ears and pressed the Play on the player.
Here it is, my single rally, here is my "Fuck Off" dumb.
Call someone you want - I'm not afraid of arrest.
I don't like how I am dressed?! I undress, twitching under this song!
What kind of asshole you are, I devote my dance of protest!
Dancing!
There will be dancing!
Dancing! T-t-t ... t-t-t ...
Dancing!
Dance ...
The wire confused in the sleeve, somewhere in the snow was a player.
Fucking your stuffy dance floor, non -pushing - "Give Open -Air!"
Left jacket, jeans to the right, T -shirt, dick knows where,
I realize my right to dance everywhere and always.
People, why did you get up?! I want you to danced too,
Above the heads in the air of the spring, waving his underpants.
Do not bend under their system, support the dance riot!
Our motto - "Dressiscode ***", "Feiscontrol Kaput!"
There will be dancing!
There will be dancing!
There will be there, won ...
Dancing! T-t-t ... t-t-t ...
Dancing!
Dancing!
There will be dancing!
There will be ...
Dancing! T-t-t ... t-t-t ...
Dancing!
Mi reminay TsIliy Tizhenya.
Bagato E Balachka is the huts.
It is more than coming for a kind of weeks.
Dance requested us.
The club has Buli Lubi ...
Dancing!
Ta-Ta-Tantz!
Dancing!
Fun, good, good ...
Dancing!
"Hale" on the dance.
Dancing!
T-TT-T ... Dancing!
La-la-la ... Dancing!
Fun, good, good ...
Dancing!
TT-T ... EVERYBODY!
Dancing!
La-la-la ... op-Op ...
Dancing!
VIN VIDAY NOT AND ONE NUCHI.
Robitniki
They froze Prazuvati.
There is Vogni,
Yaskravi is close to the lamp.
Put people, people ...
Put it, people ... on the evening at the club.
Blimey! See what kind of crowd at the entrance.
The people are deliberately, I'm sure that the extravaganza is going on inside.
Rhythmic music based on repetitions is trumpeted from behind the door,
People breathe frosty air, shifting like bears in the north.
Some kind of FIFA in an outfit with feathers passed before me,
Now my turn is on the face of secularity distrust.
In my eyes I read the work of the thought of a veteran of mental work,
I feel, along the way, they chewed me and will not let me here.
There will be dancing!
There will be dancing!
Dancing! T-t-t ... t-t-t ...
Dancing!
Dance ...
"Young man, you cannot get into the institution" -
The decision was not subject to appeal,
I did not argue in irritably or bend my fingers with a fan.
I just stuck the headphones into my ears and pressed the Play on the player.
Here it is, my single rally, here is my "Fuck Off" dumb.
Call someone you want - I'm not afraid of arrest.
I don't like how I am dressed?! I undress, twitching under this song!
What kind of asshole you are, I devote my dance of protest!
Dancing!
There will be dancing!
Dancing! T-t-t ... t-t-t ...
Dancing!
Dance ...
The wire confused in the sleeve, somewhere in the snow was a player.
Fucking your stuffy dance floor, non -pushing - "Give Open -Air!"
Left jacket, jeans to the right, T -shirt, dick knows where,
I realize my right to dance everywhere and always.
People, why did you get up?! I want you to danced too,
Above the heads in the air of the spring, waving his underpants.
Do not bend under their system, support the dance riot!
Our motto - "Dressiscode ***", "Feiscontrol Kaput!"
There will be dancing!
There will be dancing!
There will be there, won ...
Dancing! T-t-t ... t-t-t ...
Dancing!
Dancing!
There will be dancing!
There will be ...
Dancing! T-t-t ... t-t-t ...
Dancing!
Mi reminay TsIliy Tizhenya.
Bagato E Balachka is the huts.
It is more than coming for a kind of weeks.
Dance requested us.
The club has Buli Lubi ...
Dancing!
Ta-Ta-Tantz!
Dancing!
Fun, good, good ...
Dancing!
"Hale" on the dance.
Dancing!
T-TT-T ... Dancing!
La-la-la ... Dancing!
Fun, good, good ...
Dancing!
TT-T ... EVERYBODY!
Dancing!
La-la-la ... op-Op ...
Dancing!
Другие песни исполнителя: