kakaxa - Джунгли - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Thunder explosion rain pours like a river

inside the hill of curly clouds

clanging splashes in the grass colored

where the macaques huddled together

you are a monkey, I am a monkey

he, she, they - macaque

twists and turns of shadows

throwing light into the remnants of darkness

xxx

Don't trust everyone who writes books

in the jungle everything is much brighter. hey girls and boys!

chat with the raccoon under the spruce tree

he'll tell you how things really are

xxx

helped us at the pass

cooked borscht, baked potatoes

and saved me in the snowdrifts

small furry animal

It's time to look here and there

squirrels lead a round dance

let's dance together

rejoice forest people!

xxx

(the whole choir of small animals joins in the song. Beavers, titmice and centipedes

they sing “pa-ba-ba” together with us, holding each other with their paws, legs and mobile limbs

body)

Don't trust everyone who writes books

a predator no worse than a koala or an ordinary monkey

otherwise you will read something like this!

frost in the belly

Don’t believe me, this is all just delirium of the writer’s illusions

(at this time the old Indian Pyaho-ho tells us that despite the warm welcome of the animals,

It is advisable for us to leave the jungle before dark. He fears that the night spirits

may perceive us as enemies. It's getting a little scary)

we stayed, it’s a pity, it’s a shame to leave

but so that insolent people don’t get used to it

Let's hurry to leave before dark

thank you, kind and fluffy faces

heard that in the thickets on a dark night

something terrible happens, something rumbles

we will not tempt fate

so as not to inevitably get into trouble!

xxx

(Machina’s final words just before leaving. She sums up our meeting. Bye

We say goodbye to everyone and pack our things, she says)

Various dangers lurk in the jungle,

but we will never be afraid of them

After all, we were surrounded only by friends

we all really want to go back there...

(with warm feelings we drive away. The car sways on the hillocks, another five minutes and the trees make way in front of the metal hood of the car. We drive onto the plain, and a little further on the city. I, Misha, and Katya are silent, thinking about how many new friends we have purchased. Masha, sitting behind the wheel, whistles this song).