Текст песни Тимур Шаов - Инь и Ян

You cry-chala I'm blue
You scream that I'm drunk
The beginning is yin,
My beginning is Jan.
I used to stick out of you
I mumbled songs to you
I didn’t know at first
About the struggle of our beginnings.

 The temptation of a neighbor, rubbish,
 Roughly ls-teela you him:
 Say, Wan, here would be your Yang
 Fool would be mine!
 Uncle Mi-sha - drunken fucin,
 Home-grown Confucius,
 I said: Think of the eternal, brother, you have to go to Ki-tai!
 In the dark room, Timoshka,
 Don't you black cat
 And all the same, your Murka was eaten by me yesterday.

There is no one like you goats
Drowning in sin
Not in the upper Yangtze,
Not in the lower reaches of the Yellow River!
I'm from eight to six
Gathering kaolin
God forgive you
Just peck my yang.

 How to make up your yin
 Yes, as you look at a ghoul -
 Chur me! Go, get lost!
 I’d better set fire to the house!
 You better, honey
 I'll take you to China
 And there, in the Wall of China, I am walled up forever ...
 In a thousand years, as in a song
 You will rise, you will crack vodka -
 Then the Chinese will understand the charm of the Last Judgment!

I myself will go to my nastyk -
They don’t hold any yin
I will become Shaov-zedong
From the Shaov-lin ...