My sidim na kukhne i p'em,
Nam sejchas prinesut gandzhubas,
My ego s neterpeniem zhdem
I latinskie ritmy pul'siruiut v nas...
Pul'siruiut v nas (do khuia raz)...
Dajte bananov, marikhuany, solntsa dajte !!!
Dajte bananov, marikhuany, solntsa dajte !!!
A na ulitse idet dozhd',
V magazinakh do trekh obed,
I kuda ty ne zajdesh',
Zdes' bananov, bananov net...
Bananov net (eshche bol'she do khuia raz).
Dajte bananov, marikhuany, solntsa dajte !!!
Dajte bananov, marikhuany, solntsa dajte !!!
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