Красная Плесень - Таможня - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

There have been countless borders between cities and villages, you understand!

Between the regions and counties there are many of them now.

I was going to visit with tangerines - I was bringing them as gifts for my nephews,

As you cross a pine grove, you realize that the customs office has come out of the bushes.

Where are they from, right?

One big guy with a huge puck, the other with a bag for confiscation -

Under his arm are folders with a proclamation and a metal whistle.

And they tell me, without hesitation: “You fill out the declaration!”

At the same time, very carefully one of them carried out a search

In my car and in my socks.

Without laziness, he searched for historical values in my socks,

He searched there intensely for the icon of the Holy Mother of God.

Another tore the hem off the jacket, but also found nothing there,

No dollars and no drugs - I just ruined the jacket completely.

Some kind of clown, yes!

Realizing that there was no crime to be found, one said to the other: “Look, right?

HE has a bag with tangerines, what a wonderful piece of incriminating evidence!”

And he says to me, without being shy: “We like your tangerines,

We confiscate them from you for smuggling citrus fruits,

Just like that!"

But I wasn’t offended at all: “No problem! Help yourself!”

And I gently stuffed gifts with tangerines into their nostrils.

I also put their caps and caps with badges,

But the boots didn’t fit into my nose; I had to press them into my ears.

“You guys, help yourself, and get well soon!

Understand that I don’t feel sorry for anything for such good guys!”

And I drove on, and the experienced ones writhed behind me

Unlucky customs officers, scolding their dangerous work

And scolding me, of course, my Volva, my socks, which had no historical values, my tangerines, which I took to my nephews, you know, my grandmother and my grandmother’s grandmother...