Obscure Russian Song (Translation?) - General

A friend of mine found this ages ago and it was named 'Raggamuffin', no idea of the real name. Nobody I've shared it with has ever heard it. Although I guess that's not surprising seeing as it's in Russian. A translation of any of it would be appreciated. [media][URL]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uo1TRWE9_5s[/URL][/media] Quite catchy I think.

I'm Russian and I've never heard of this song :v:

Haha, guess it really is obscure. Any idea what the songs actual name could be?

[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iXhiXvVfq4s[/media] There you go. Working on translating the lyrics right now

Haha wow cheers, to be honest I really wasn't hopeful anybody would be able to find it.

Translation, might be hard to understand because the lyrics were writting for the Russian language and they sound off in English: [quote]I sit on the wagon, I leave Babylon My dream dissolves, my head is like foam My hearts metronome beats in unison with the wheels The wind carries away the phone ring My mind is deprived....deprived for a long time........ Like the best drummer of the Congo My thoughts are racing to avoid the sound of the bell Everything will be in chocolate like Willy Wonka The race is finished Beyond the horizon Fate will give me your smile Mona Lisa. What is waiting for me tomorrow foggy London Cigarette smoke curls in rings like an Anaconda In rhythm with these cords Start to burn ........ Starts to glow. Flames nearby ..... Flames nearby. Start to burn ........ Start to glow. The flames around ..... Noise from roads, bridges lit again. Noise from roads, bridges lit again. Fly, fly wagon Fly, fly into the fire. To release a ragga tone in the path of your shoes And concrete is left far behind Attracted miles flew away so easily. Load your gun after me We are attacking Babylon We have an invisible front. Foggy tandem or whirlpool. We have put the sound of our worries on pause na lord o mercy New flights have been shackled in chains for years Cursed freezing Melodies covered in snow where summer is not expected With the flow of prose No matter where your feet lead you step wisely In all forms of weather blaze boldly Blow away all your problems with a smoke ring Gates of Babylon perish forver Start to burn ........ Start to glow. Flames nearby ..... Flames nearby Start to burn ........ Start to glow. The flames nearby ..... Noise from roads, bridges lit again. Noise from roads, bridges lit again. Start to burn ........ Start to glow. Flames nearby ..... Flames nearby Start to burn ........ Start to glow. The flames nearby ..... Noise from roads, bridges lit again. Noise from roads, bridges lit again. [/quote] It's a song about smoking weed :v:

Haha that's actually brilliant, thanks for that man.

That's actually a really well done translation I couldn't have done a better one