Гайки з Ямайки [Gayky z Jamaicy] [English translation]
Гайки з Ямайки [Gayky z Jamaicy] [English translation]
Did you need,seemed kind of..
So what is the difference between bed and strappado?
Color lantern,pleasant talking
And then its not that difficult-its not the first time
Kilowatts of acids and ears like made from cottonwool.
Seems you dont have that much romantic
And you just cant stop-you wandering with different ones
You bringing them home then tenderly taking what you need
And only reggae left the tags in me
The joys in the sea have cleare hopes
Running away via raddle i have found( or got) the boy
Familiar car and clouds of smoke in it
There is no sun or beaches in the scheme of blindages (or dugouts)
How do you live?will anyone of you say this?
Clubs-tubes,basements-travals.
So fed up of everything,not enough air.
Refrain(twice):
I could have not found it,but i knew where to look
And you were trying to change the conversation by saying we are all like that
Maybe I,maybe I would've taken you to the Jamaica,but wasnt enough money for the taxi
With you I was going around (out ),hooking up but fire was snuffing off
All who are next to me-are not same as you,in the darkness we are random
One sip from the Nalyvaika(bottle with spirit),ticket to Jamaica
It was just a dream but there are already nuts between us
Stairways taking aside,pilots coming closer
Get up,chipidros,trolley-buses are already on-line
I'm not opening my eyes,I feel you are not here
And woe of the show window of the sea,everything was near
Thanks for the sour,for beer.
For everything that was and wasnt,for everything that was and wasnt
Running away via raddle i have found( or got) the boy
Familiar car and clouds of smoke in it
Where is the sun,where are the beaches,where are the schemes of the blindages
How do you live?will anyone of you say this?
Clubs-tubes,basements-travals.
So fed up of everything,not enough air.
Refrain(twice):
Where are my money,where are my money?
Where are my money,where are my money?
Where are my money,where are my money?
Oh,where are my money,where are my money?
Where are my money,where are my money?
Where are my money,where are my money?
Where are my money,where are my money?
Oh,where are my money,where are my money?
Refrain
I could have not found it,but i knew where to look
And you were trying to change the conversation by saying we are all like that
Maybe I,maybe you,maybe I,maybe you
We didn't have enough money for the taxi.
- Artist:Boombox