Текст песни Игорь Лазарев - Внутренняя Монголия

Someone poison themselves with cigarettes
Drink alcohol
I have a soul instead of this -
My Inner Mongolia *

I never travel abroad
I was not tempted, and even more.
But I would go, if there is one to whom
In this Inner Mongolia

Where the mountains of blue shine with ice,
The horses of Przhevalsky roam
There I will build a nice house
Do not stay to be an adoptive

But the soul of the people is wide,
Like the broad cheekbones of a nomad
Kindness can not be found in such a century
Do not read about it in the textbooks

The heart raises under the sky
In the manner of a proud hawk
Begega of clear lake water
They grew tall with sedge **

Well, here behind the window is a skinny March
And the forests are indecently naked
And to hear from the window only selective mate
As if there is no Mongolia at all

Soon I will have fallen bridges
And with might and main I will get together
To make to the state of your dreams
His inner emigration.

The sky will immediately turn blue
And the car will crawl, the song in time with the beat
The whole district will razbbezhit - who was what
And gullible will come to meet me

Do not look in vain at the map on the wall
Do not look for Canar with the Angols!
Pack your backpack, come to me
In my Inner Mongolia!

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* Region of China. Only the song is not about that :)
** option: sedum high :)