Lyokha shouted to me: "Shucher! Go away by the yards! Everyone left us, Someone split us, And our hut is full of cops, And their boss sprinkles the protocol." And I fled from the horror of Nemea And I heard the clatter of leggames behind me, But then someone's door opened And in a white fairy I waved tenderly to me with a tender hand. Ah Dasha, Dasha, why do you smile? I mixed my thoughts in a reckless head, But smile again, say only a word And I will get you the moon, or maybe two. Ah Dasha, Dasha, just say "I am yours" And I will throw Smith-Wesson on the mezzanine, And I will drink in moderation, and with you at the premiere of Nadena tailcoat, in which I danced a cannon. I was saved, I drank cognac and was warmer, And I did not take my eyes off the one that for me In a moment had become more affectionate, more tender and needed than Those madams with whom I was naughty at night. Indeed, sometimes it turns out, by golly, I went to work, and got here to this paradise, Where the golden curls are right at the doorstep, Now is November, and May is raging in me. Ah Dasha, Dasha, why do you smile? I mixed my thoughts in a reckless head, But smile again, say only a word And I will get you the moon, or maybe two. Ah Dasha, Dasha, just say "I am yours" And I will throw Smith-Wesson on the mezzanine, And I will drink in moderation, and with you at the premiere of Nadena tailcoat, in which I danced a cannon. How sweet those minutes seemed ... I had finished my cognac long ago, looking at you. For some reason I was holding an empty glass in my hand. Completely entangled in the radiance of your eyes. Good luck rushing, as sometimes a card is in the deck, Although I can’t stand a single gram of garbage, But I owe them that somehow in the evening, I met a fairy who came down from my dreams. Ah Dasha, Dasha, why do you smile? I mixed my thoughts in a reckless head, But smile again, say only a word And I will get you the moon, or maybe two. Ah Dasha, Dasha, just say "I am yours" And I will throw Smith-Wesson on the mezzanine, And I will drink in moderation, and with you at the premiere of Nadena tailcoat, in which I danced a cannon.
