Текст песни Плойка - Пираты и Ковбои

Pirates and cowboys

Raging sea and wind break the mast of the ship.
& quot; Ruby ends ! & quot; - I scream my friends,
Do not get confused , break ,
swim , to survive , not to forget
Of those who do not swim

And some went to the bottom ,
And curse the severe wave
does not make sense , does not it to blame .
One good old rum
Got too close to them the sign ...
And we are with you , and we are with you
Still afloat

Etc. .
Freedom Wind rips my sails ,
By land sea soul wanders
Freedom Wind rips my sails ,
By land sea soul wanders

If no ships - we were saddling the horses ,
Dust from the stamping of the hoofs on the field flying.
Rancid smoke nightly campfires ,
Shooter, lasso, saddle -
All that is necessary for me to hundreds of thousands of miles of track .

But as a house ? I do not know ...
Away lost friends ...
Saloons and taverns are not empty ever.
And even the strongest gin
My problems are not solved .
Together with a friend run
We are from themselves.

etc. .
The wind of freedom pats horse's mane ,
In the snow freezes hot prairie child.
The wind of freedom pats horse's mane ,
In the snow freezes hot prairie child.

But neither horses nor ships
no hot prairie , nor seas,
On did not get anything ...
One cheap wine !

etc. .
But despite this , I met pirates

Despite this, I met a cowboy .
And I can take ships boarded.
And to know how to win the rodeo at you.