Текст песни Бутырка - Улица Свободы 2

Down the street of freedom, slowly
With a footcloth in my pocket. Deadline beaten off.
Do not believe that now my soul
No longer languishes in this dungeon.

On the street of freedom, slowly,
For the longest and widest in life
I'll go where I took away
In the morning we are with a special vehicle flashing

For freedom and free
Yes, for that little man
Who baptized this street
I gave it to me.

For freedom and free
May she always bloom
This street is gorgeous
After all, we need it so much!
This street is gorgeous
After all, we need it so much!

Down the street of freedom, slowly
And past that office that once
Hid for many years
And made him a prisoner forever.

Free but priceless rooms
After all, life remained there in the rough walls
But there are also good places
Not all cops were populated here.