Smuggler's Den - Bolo

Walking thorugh the misty forest with no water

Sneakig under cover for three days

We won’t take a break untill we cross the border

Hope it won’t be rain again

Tonight my friends we’ll drink the burning water, shaking our hands

Dirty girls are laughing, come and welcome to the smuggler’s den

Take a look inside our bags — it’s «contrabanda»

There’s no thing we cannot sell

Crossing back the final frontier, like a radar

The Big Dipper’s on our way

Tonight my friends we’ll drink the burning water, shaking our hands

Dirty girls are laughing, come and welcome to the smuggler’s den

Walking thorugh the misty forest with no water

Sneakig under cover for three days

Crossing back the final frontier, like a radar

the Big Dipper’s on our way