Hey there, girls!
Hey there, boys!
Watch me through your windows
and throw me your fingers, yeah!
Cause I’m
planting aluminum cucumbers, aaah,
on a tarpaulin field.
Three Chukchi wise men
keep telling me again and again
“Metal will never bear fruits”,
“The game’s not worth the candle, just like your efforts!”
But I
keep planting aluminum cucumbers, aaah,
on a tarpaulin field.
Evil white knee
is trying to annoy me.
That knee pricks veins like a spike
hoping to read the riddle
to find out, why
I’m planting aluminum cucumbers, aaah,
on a tarpaulin field.
Clinches, staples, patches,
holes, forks and loafs –
here will pass my tractors
and then they’ll fall into a piggy bank,
to the place,
where I’m
planting aluminum cucumbers, aaah,
on a tarpaulin field.