Текст песни Arash vs.Крёстная семья - Восточный воришка

There was a kid in the world -
and not a man or a child
Eh, not easy patsan's share
as for the troops roll the field.
Bare foot tramples the sand,
the star will show him the way to the East.
In the pocket of a kishmish, Let's smoke a hookah,
Asia, the mother will not sell to anyone!

Chorus.
Eastern thief, sit down, little brother.
Let's sit down and squat, I'll sing a song.
East thief, homeless boy.
Let's sit down and squat .. (Thanks, I'll stand on foot!)
(Arash sings)
Baskon!

In short, he walked, trampled the path -
tired of his bare feet
And then the roofs of the palace shone,
And he remembered the covenant of the wise man (and here it is!)
Caliphs, sultans, markets, palaces -
hack all the safes, I'll open the caskets!
But there was a boy waiting for a surprise -
to break a gold is not given to him a prize
To the hearts of the pickpocket beauties set
has with himself an oriental thief,
But then it happened as in Hollywood:
fell in love with a girl on a white camel
And the heart of his girl stole,
I thought about it all night-not a lot, not a little.
Oh. how do you look, paradise flower?
After all, a subtle business - this East,
Belle of the East, you are so alone
You open your face to me, oh-oh - no. It's better to close it!

Chorus

I, of course, are not a prude but to you to face a veil! X2 (Dirty style!) (Arash sings)
Baskon!