1. Che something to do when they grow up ,
Even if life did not yet know.
In obyazon receive higher education -
You do Kaifu , and we like it too much.
Better gitarka labels in German ,
And Songbook full zhiganskiye couplets .
We're blatnyachkom as anybody , enlightenment ,
Batin on films - some prohibited ,
Couplets Odessa and emigrant
Kroili patsanskie our concepts ,
We lived in the Soviet Union , which collapsed
I remember , with a stage then broken off .
" Blue Moon " - The crown of the charts ,
But our brother is not necessary.
The Union is born great , particularly
I imbibed Blatnoj beautiful retro .
CHORUS:
Song soulful style patsanskoe ,
My soul disheveled .
And you, little girl , good luck in champagne
Slender legs bathe.
2 . Payali patsiki home studios ,
Wrote with reverb ,
Where these records gone upmarket ?
Babin scattered ferromagnetic .
A memory is something no-no , let him hear
Me ever since in all Blatnoj words ,
Nights under the metropolitan loneliness
I want something new to invent .
But I'm lost in the memory nardishki
In a provincial town native ,
There, in the old cassette on the mezzanine
Perhaps there is still laid up
My voice is not broken tobacco smoke ,
Not yet hoarse not yet sanding .
Chords thieves , kneading yard ,
Bosota shakes his head to the beat .
Refrain.