10.05.2024
Krematoriy - Моя Деревня (Moya Derevnya) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
English
My Village
A gun in a shady park,Gatherin' around, kickin' the bucket,
Where Lobotryas wears earrings 1
Someone's getting hungover,
Someone's getting bored,
Someone's drowning moo-moo in a puddle.
We've got a hit-parade in our village today!
We've got one-hell-of-a parade in our village today! 2
I hate Anne Veski 3
'Modern talking' and 'arabesques'
I despise Leontiev and Kobzon. 4
I ain't a barbarian, nor a villain,
But grief drains us all.
From the TV and radio station.
We've got a hit-parade in our village today!
We've got one-hell-of-a parade in our village today!
Oh my village, my dear home...
Oh my village, my dearest home...
A gun in a shady park,
Where we gather to kick the bucket,
Where Lobotryas wears earrings
I sang with pride,
Songs I made myself,
And lightning-fast they were captured, taken away.
There is a watchful eye in our village!
There is a watchful eye in our village!
And here I am, riding a cow
On country roads
And an angry crowd chases after me.
Hippies, punks and anarchists,
Rockers and metal-heads,
And twirly, flexible breakdancers.
We've got a hit-parade in our village today!
We've got one-hell-of-a parade in our village today!
Oh my village, my dear home...
Oh my village, my dearest home...
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