Текст песни Советские песни - Вальс Кирпичики

On the outskirts of Odessa city
I was born in a poor family
Wailing grief, about fifteen
Hired on a brick factory.

It was hard for me the first time,
But after working for a year,
For a cheerful buzz, for bricks
I fell in love with a brick factory.

I met Tom at the factory
Just happened to hear a beep
I will wash my hands and fly to her
To the workshop, on time.

Every night we met
Where the brick forms the passage ...
For punishment, for bricks
I fell in love with a brick factory.

Every night we met
Where the brick forms the passage ...
For punishment, for bricks
I fell in love with the Odessa plant.