| A steam locomotive made of cigarettes, hair was saturated with the smoke of the plan | 
| Stripes on the monitor, horror movies on the hard drive | 
| Going out into the yard, I put it in my grandmother's pockets | 
| So this is how I need it, I'm going to decide the plan for myself | 
| Unite! | 
| Let's quickly unite! | 
| Grandmas add up, charge faster! | 
| We stand hanging out for about two hours on the street | 
| Have some fun, let's go up to me! | 
| We are not funky. | 
| We are not funky. | 
| We're more like punks. | 
| We get vtoryaki from the balcony and in a three-liter jar | 
| We got soda, pour water into the pan | 
| I look at the faces of the boys, everyone is smiling like | 
| The smell of bucha will excite all the neighbors | 
| The smell of bucha will excite the whole neighborhood | 
| The smell of bucha, the smell of soda with condensed milk | 
| Me and cannabis can't live without each other! | 
| I will never leave the vicious circle! | 
| Only you, marijuana, my friend always! | 
| I can't do without you! | 
| I'll die without you! | 
| I'm fucked up without you! | 
| I can't do without you! | 
| I can't do without you! | 
| I'll die without you! | 
| I'm fucked up without you! | 
| I can't do without you! | 
| Cannabis, cannabis, you are my life! | 
| We looked at the clock, there are four demons | 
| We would have to wait more than an hour before the arrow in kind | 
| Then we'll smoke and then we'll smoke a fucking plan | 
| And we'll smoke everyone, but for now we'll make milk | 
| And we can also make khimar from tobacco | 
| And maybe turn on Cypress Hill, or maybe Tupac | 
| My hand stirred with a spoonful of milk | 
| I'll go out on the balcony and smoke while the oil | 
| Another attack, the eye becomes even redder | 
| Even more accelerates dubas, it becomes more fun to live | 
| And I want to smoke more and boil milk | 
| Go grass to decide what to go to score more! | 
| I will never leave the vicious circle! | 
| Only you, marijuana, my friend always! | 
| While they squeezed, while they drank, they waited | 
| When we went to the arrow, we were late for something | 
| As you guessed, we look around there is no one | 
| Only not far away is a carriage of riot police | 
| Two cops came out of it, weapons in their hands | 
| We were searched, we said: "Let's go drink beer." | 
| They showed pockets, like we don’t smoke a plan at all, | 
| And tomorrow everyone has to get up terribly early for work | 
| “Well, I checked. | 
| And it's also clean in the pockets" | 
| “Yes, everything is fine. | 
| Fuck everything from here quickly!” | 
| And they accepted the boys with grass - someone broke in, | 
| And they corrected us from second-handers and rushing bitch! | 
| I will never leave the vicious circle! | 
| Only you, marijuana, my friend always! |