Текст песни Булат Окуджава - Ситцевые женщины

Calico women

O. Batrakova

... And when in the evening over you
hoarse cranes fly
calico women crowd
converge - they want to outshine you.

Are silent. Ready for anything.
They walk, they walk, the beauty of littering ...
Chintz, chintz, what are you!
You are crazy - she's her own!

There, around the turn of Malaya Bronnaya,
where the window is open to the south,
for her frightened eyebrows
ten pairs of unafraid give.

Those who loved her
fate forever tied her with her.
And behind the blue doves
no more hawks go away.

So I can't escape from captivity.
So spinning for me and so for me to live ...
I am an alchemist. You are my problem
eternal ... You will not be allowed.

1959