International Geografic - Nota Beni

I lived all time in city Lwiw,
But always dreamt of Tel-Aviv.

I lost my ticket, train and key
In centre of the Wasjuki.

Your lyrics awful, ugly, raw,
Suppose, you're coming from Dnipro.

Your music smelly, bad and rotten
You're playing polka in Dakota.

If you were Texan Man at all,
So you could sing about The Wall.

If you're just ...ucking little Peter,
...uck up your life in russian Piter.

What am I doing in this hole,
It wasn't too much alcohol,
I didn't get girls in Stockholm,
So I could sleep and stuck at home.

From childhood trying break the rule,
He wanted wear the beard like wool,
To look like hipster it's not cool
Among the streets of Istanbul.

I spent so wild this summer season,
There must be for some crazy reason,
Now sitting, hearing "Careless Whisper",
Just leave me here alone in Lisbon.

I walk alone, my name is Loner,
I am hanging at the Bar Celona.
In centre of the Barcelona,
Idi w selo, na!

So you may say I'm just a dreamer,
But I am dreaming now in Lima,
My name is Fima, I got a firma.
I am from Odessa-Mama, hear, ma!

I ask me often, who I am,
Because I'm in Jerusalem.

I got no faith, no please, no fear,
I have grown up in Zhitomir.

I gonna kiss you, Ann-Marie,
Because I visit now ...Pari(s).
Sdelaj i umri.

I was so angry, too upset,
Because we stuck in Tuapse.
Nu ot i wse.