Текст песни Константин Куклин - Когда шофер откинет верх

poems Andrei Dobrynin
music and performance - Konstantin Kuklin

When the driver toss the top,
I suddenly stand before your gaze
In "dyuzenberg" car
With advanced motor racing.

You do not deceive the eye:
In an open white limousine -
Your old boyfriend beggar,
That loser and Razin.

The short-sightedness of themselves
Now reproach, almost weeping;
Glass and nickel-blind,
He raced past you luck

That radiant garden of Eden,
In those heady areas
Where the expansion of the sweet poison
Haughty drink millionaires.

The driver, a mulatto, my faithful Mike
Silly, but cute;
We both smoke "Lucky Strike"
Since I am democratic.

Once again, I ask him a question:
"Are you feeling knew, fool?"
And he says: "All the women, boss,
Not worth a good stack of gin. "