Текст песни СubaРядом - в ритме Раста Регги

My heart beats to the rhythm of Rasta-reggae
In my mind the sweet voice of Jamaica
In my head smoke marijuana
And the red-yellow-green flags
My heart beats to the rhythm of Rasta
Reggae, reggae
My heart beats to the rhythm of Rasta
Reggae, reggae

Flew to me, to reach
My happiness, but it is not enough
All we hurried and fled
Flew to soon, but late
Open the door pocket is not shisha
Complete all the money, but light shower
And I'm true to myself, I myself will not change
All what I wanted to get full
Cutting your soul, lift your hands up
Try to hear the vibration of the sun
Cutting your soul, lift your hands up
Try to hear the vibration of the sun

The Pursuit of Happyness runs my life
A bit vain, and I do not I
My sunny world never burn
Melody sun penetrated by the bit
I feel so good when there is no black
And thinking like a summer sky are clean
Jah-rastafa paradise spreads around
Positive vibrations all of us will take away
Cutting your soul, lift your hands up
Try to hear the vibration of the sun
Cutting your soul, lift your hands up
Try to hear the vibration of the sun