Дмитрий - Как старый растаман в Африку ходил - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Another story about Old Rastaman. Which is already rastaman to be broken, married, babikov didn't give himself, the TV was made to watch the TV and all that. And now Spring came, and he lies on the couch, sticks to the newspaper and thinks what he lacks. And then the wife is suitable, hits the newspaper and says: "Here, damn, freak! I am Pasha here, like a bee, and he again raised and does not do it." And Rastaman tells her: "Well, what are you, Elya-Pali. I go to work, I bring grandmother home, already, damn it is impossible." And the wife says: "I also have heroism, to go to work. You kick the whole day with a whole day, you will eat with friendships, and then you come home and have been lying on the couch. And take Torubu and Vali for bread." And the Rastaman takes Torbu, shoes sneakers and, sighing heavily, goes beyond bread.

And on the street there is already spring in full growth, almost summer is warm, fun, just all in the buzz. And Rastaman went to the store, bought bread, recalculated - it looks, but there is not enough beer. And she rolled the concrete sorrow on him: this is how life will pass, and the beer will not drink as it should. And here comes to him Gerl and says: Isviniti, Mi arrive, Iss Little Guest Tartu, and all that. Rastaman listens to her and thinks: somewhere I have already heard such a cart. Probably in some movie. Just I do not remember what. And Gerla is already moving towards the main topic - in the "Niebleko Dieneg". And then Rastaman somehow automatically asks: Listen, Gerl, and where are you from? Somehow he had it left itself.

Gerla says: I'm with Jameki. And the name is Kaya. Here Rastaman thinks: Jameka ... Kayy ... Something I remind these words. And Gerla tells him: they would still not remind. You, Yoli-Pali, Old Rastaman! Already five seasons passed in a row! Baryg Ganja buy! I smoke in the sort! Vodka drink! Cyclodol eat. And where is it good?

Rastaman looked around: and exactly, no anywhere. It has come to such a living, even though going to the meat processing plant. And so he says Gerle: Well, you understand, in short. Wife, shorter, children, work, apartment - fell, bitch, from all sides. Where, damn, poor rastaman to go? And Gerl says: Go to Africa. Today, the corridor discovered today - and until you go, you will go everywhere, and how to stop - you will hang. Here Rastaman asks her: do you go with me? And Gerla says: only to Amsterdam; I have such as you are even before the fig and more, you must have all the time to collect until the summer ended.

They overlook, in short, on the track, in five minutes, the truckers are stolen to Kyiv. And the trucker Rady them as native: in, says, cool! Hairy along the highway moved - it means that summer begins. It slows down at the first diner, buying them on a kebab, a bubble of Portwine, and so with the breeze and with the songs they reach Kyiv.

And in Kyiv Bardak full. In short, local wise-heads captured the White House, they were arrested by parliament and say: let us complete the ligaliz and on the bag of Drapa on the Snor, and then shoot all the deputies through one. And the people hooked the White House, the riot police did not allow, shouts: nice, relatively, yes, shoot them at least all, and quickly, and we already arrange you to Ligalize. Muzhamedy straight splashed, do not know what to do: they really didn't want to shoot anyone, and so clean to pinch. They and the cartridges are enough for a maximum of five people, and then if they are well aimed. And the people fiercely, blood requires - a revolution, in short. Immediately, local rastamans hang out, and others all sorts of informals are waiting for the case, because it is interesting. The cops are running around the circles, the gangsters are thick and do not carry anything. And in all stalls they sell acid in kilogram packaging for ten hryvnias for local money. And no one takes, because everyone is already found.

Word for the word, and here and night comes. Hairy informals Everything on Flatam was spread, the gangsters thick in the tanks were driving, the cops were drunk on the plots, the richness in the ravine duffer, and the wise-heads were swapped on this business ....