Текст песни Борис Гребенщиков - Нью-Йоркские Страдания.

Dm Am
Between Bleeker and McDougal,
E Am
Many small cafes,
Dm Am
I wanted to buy the drug,
  E Am
And he went in Santa Fe.

(Resume)
Over New York sky clouds,
Rain over the park Granmersi.
Calls the Statue of Liberty,
Offers XTC.

The wind blows from Brighton Beach,
From exile smell.
Go for a drink a glass of vodka
Zakushu drug.

And summer is eating peyote,
And LSD eat spring.
Passion as many phones
In my book, notebook.

At night in Central Park
Wonderful sky blue.
And my manager - fool
Has not brought back the grass.

Plagued me grief,
Snake in the grass.
How can you live without cocaine -
Eight girls, one myself.

I have lived in Russia itself,
Yes, give me a job:
Ezzhaj you, brother, in Manhattan,
And there expand consciousness.