Текст песни Vodka & Garlic - Rotfront

Vodka garlic
Emigrantski republic
Vodka garlic
Emigrantski republic
Vodka garlic
Emigrantski repulic
In my country things get rough,
In my country life's not great,
My dad said "listen, pack your bags and run,
Before it's too late"
Uncle Šimon's got connections,
Uncle Šimon he's got friends
We can go to Germany,
Or maybe we can go to France
Take your passport
Make the vasgolz
Say goodbye to mama and your girl
Bottle of vodka and a bun of garlic
Ready for takeoff to Emigrantski Republic
Vodka garlic
Emigrantski republic
This is like a different world
And every street is made of gold
I know this place is meant for me,
Here is where I want to be
Supermarkets, neon lights
This is a sweet paradise!
I gotta write my family,
They must come and join me!
Take your passport
Make the vasgolz
Say goodbye to mama and your girl
Bottle of vodka anda bun of garlic
Ready for takeoff to Emigrantski republic
7 days a week
I'm on the streets
You will see me selling papers
No-one needs
At night I sleep in a cellar
On the floor
I wonder is this that what I came here for?!
So don't forget your passport,
Your ticket and your wallet
Say goodbye to your mama,
Give a kiss to your girlfriend
Bottle of vodka, pound of garlic
Welcome to, EMIGRANTSKI REPUBLIK!
Take your passport
Make the vasgolz
Say goodbye to mama and your girl
Bottle of vodka and a pound of garlic
Ready for takeoff to Emigrantski republic
Welcome to,
Welcome to,
Vodka garlic
Welcome to
Emigrantski republik!
Vodka garlic,
Welcome to
Emigrantksi republik!
Vodka garlic,
Welcome to Emigrantski republik
Vodka garlic,
Welcome!