Текст песни Male Factors - Регги

The brown-eyed blonde is crying -
It turned out differently
Everything turned out differently, and all the flowers wilted.
Tanya dropped a ball into the river,
Ira hurt her finger,
Sick somewhere on the left, somewhere on the left in the chest.
The ball swims away quickly
And the finger does not heal for a long time,
Chest pain does not subside and the void in front.
And here they don’t wave the red flag,
Shoals do not reach,
And nobody hugs anyone -
There is no more love here!

Reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae!
Dance on the wreckage of your soul ...
Reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae!
This island used to be full of love ...
Reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae!
Here was the smell of flowers and the taste of grass ...
Reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae!
Now there is nothing - here is the edge of a cold void!

The wind sings mournfully
Mexican hymns.
And the rain knocks on a nasty Argentine march.
But only hear these sounds
Doomed to flour
And those who die from boredom are resurrecting the same hour.
Tanya quickly catches up with a ball,
Ira, smiling, floods her finger with iodine,
And reflex massage helps with heart pain
And smiling under the red flag
Enjoying rum and freedom
In the sand, making love, you will not give this island to anyone!

Reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae!
Dance in the temple of your soul ...
Reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae!
This is an island of love ...
Reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae!
Here is the smell of flowers and the taste of grass ...
Reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae reggae!
Be free! Love and live!