Текст песни Nautilus Pompilius - Три царя

Three kings on the streets of ancient Moscow
Three kings see stars in the sky
Three kings are afraid of steps around the corner -
They entered illegally into this country
They have dark skin and hook noses
They hide away myrrh and incense in the pants
They work so they do not care at all
Every year they come to this town again
A left - pop with a gun
Right - in a cassock bandit
A baby in the basement
Baby - he sleeps
A baby under your nose
Cockroach mustache
Three kings hide
Incense with myrrh pants
Three kings dark outside Moscow
And the choir sweetly drink too much cops
How many songs they sing as they drink vodka -
Do not wait until the end to those who simply want to live
Three kings see stars in the sky
Black Prince goes to the protection of the tavern
And while you will not refuse to lick his ass
Everything in the world is wrong guys
Left - pop with a gun
Right - in a cassock bandit
A baby in the basement
Baby - he sleeps
There is a voice from somewhere :
& quot; chocks , stand ! & quot;
Three kings understand
What caught again !