Текст песни Александр Галич - Красный треугольник

... Oh, well, what is there to say , what is there to ask?
Here I stand before you , as if naked .
Yes, I was walking with my aunt Ninulkoyu Flank
And & quot; Beijing & quot; it led , in Sokolniki .

Belt she gave a foam
And in the ward with her went to Faceted .
And my wife , Comrade Paramonov
At this time you are abroad.

And came back, her hello - anonimochka :
Print, and on it - I let Nina ! ..
I wake up in the morning - not my Kisochka ,
Neither veshchichek her or little notes !
     No there is no ,
     Oh , right - there is no there is no !

I said to her in the All- feet fall,
Saying that everything in me broke .
Do not be angry that I was walking with this paddle ,
Forgive me , comrade Paramonov !

And she cried out , all became black :
- I'm on a tear at your - zero attention !
And you do not sing me Lazarus , I'm a scientist ,
You tell all the people at the meeting !

And she cries , shaking, his voice weak ...
And toadies really right there , drop down droplets :
And Tamara Shestopal and Vanka antsy ,
And the reviewer that of the bodies
     Right there ,
     Oh , right , right there !

In general , okay , I come to the meeting.
And it was , as I remember , the first one.
Of course, I took the advance newsletter
And a piece of paper from the clinic nervous .

And Paramonov , look, a new scarf ,
And what I saw - all became red .
Their first question was - & quot; Freedom Africa ! & Quot ;,
And then ask about me - in terms of & quot; different & quot ;.

Well, how about Ghana - all buffet for sausages ,
I myself would take the kilo, so bad with money ,
What caused me, I svyal shyness ,
And I shout from the audience : & quot; Let's details ! & Quot;
     Things as they are ,
     Well, it - it like it is !

Oh, well, what can I say , what is there to ask?
Here I stand before you , as if naked .
Yes, I was walking with my niece aunt Flank
And & quot; Beijing & quot; it led , in Sokolniki .

And morally , I say, my appearance
There was corrupt influence sunken.
But because we live , I say, not on the cloud ,
Well this is just saying , odorless salt !

And sorry I took them , and felt ,
And a piece of paper that I was crazy, he was reading .
Well, congratulated me on Sunday:
Close up strogacha with entering !
     Oh, oh , oh,
     Well, right - oh, oh , oh ...

I took here prettier flowers bouquet ,
Became the entrance to number seven, for superiors.
And Paramonov , came out - became blue,
Village in the & quot; Volga & quot; and sailed without me !

And then the right way to the locker room I
And Aunt Pasha said, they say, will be in the evening.
And she said to me : & quot; C amoralkoyu
We , dear comrade , do nothing.

And my niece , Nina Savvovna ,
She thinks just the same,
It is all my carrots now sold
And the home of residence departed & quot ;.
     These are on ,
     Well, right - these are on !

I go then to the district committee , I send a note :
Like, ask to take me on a personal matter .
And Grosheva just my Kisochka ,
As she saw me - all became white !

And we were sitting at the table next to her ,
And with a smile, says Comrade Groshev :
- Shlopotat he strogacha - That's fine ,
Now reconciled you in the good !

And we went alone with her , as on a cloud ,
And we came to it in the & quot; Beijing & quot; hand in hand,
She drank Durso , and I pepper
For a model Soviet family !
     That's it!

1963