Текст песни Владимир Асмолов - Хочу в Америку

I exhausted myself
On the field of perestroika,
I no longer build in it,
Like an old string.
It's time to change the style
But here I am not a reason -
I have in mind
One country.


I'm a brisk guy
I'm a nimble guy
My dad
Still
Everyone remembers the urki.
I'm dried here
I'm a ovary here
There is little sea mine,
I am drawn to the ocean!


I want to go to America,
I want to go to America!
And if I already want something,
So you believe me
So you believe me
I will throw everything and I will fly, I will fly!


I have an old dad
Does not advise to leave -
Already too gone
The whole new wave!
And I am silent to him,
But I still want
And at night
I dream of a wonderful country.


And dad is a finger
He nods again:
You in America, he says
The horns are scorched!
And I will dry here
And I'm going to be here:
There is little sea mine,
I am drawn to the ocean!


Me with talent
Nature did not offend:
I made grandmas
From almost nothing.
And where money is in!
There cannot be
So that I do not do
A million of your own!


I'm a nimble guy
I'm a brisk guy
I caught a fish
In the muddy waters of perestroika.
And where business -
The basis of life -
Already hardly
So that I am gnawed at the throat!


I'm a brisk guy
I'm a nimble guy
My dad
Still
Everyone remembers the urki.
As soon as it comes out
Free exit,
So the first will be grabbed
Probably me!