Текст песни Цирюльня им Котовского - Сомали

In the distant coast of Somalia
The prisoner suddenly began to get ships
There pirates divorced Doha.
And from them was not among the living.
And give voice to the public:
"How can we protect the poor sailors?
How to save on napadaniya court?
After all, in the country to ransom is no bubble "
you send more soon
A couple of new Kalash
On the merchant ships
And all pirates pussy

And then the sea will complete nishtyak
Breathe freely relieved sailor
It's time to end this mess, and the point
Yes, you just give the sailor Machine
And even the dreaded Somali pirates
A chance meeting with the ship will be no glad.

But the law in response to "impossible" says
He will not allow to store weapons,
And even more so shoot it
All civilians to one.
We were supposed to tremble in fear.
And humbly legs upward lift.
That, perhaps, we will spare pirate
And we will keep the memory of life
Dick drive in law
He invented a condom
And send more soon
A couple of new Kalash