Текст песни Парнишка наркоман - В карманах руки спрятаны, А в них гашиш запрятанный...

There is a boy street
Boy all admire ,
Not knowing what fellow addict .

In the pockets of hidden arms ,
And they hashish somewhat obfuscated ,
A kid in my head just a plan .
In the pockets of hidden arms ,
And they hashish somewhat obfuscated ,
A kid in my head just a plan .

He is not shy ,
No one smiles,
Beauties are all looking at him.

In the entrance closest he comes in ,
Cant quick score ,
And then go with a cigarette .
In the entrance closest he comes in ,
Cant quick score ,
And then go with a cigarette .

Early in the morning he gets up
And the plantation is ,
Working in the field he boils.

He will make entry or two,
And on the palms of the black layer ,
Boy this glorious routine .
He will make entry or two,
And on the palms of the black layer ,
Boy this glorious routine .