Текст песни Юрий Шевчук - Рязанская рожа

Do not look so frightened dura
Nothing more because I did not
He did not say a single word
Just sat here quietly next

Why are you grimacing her nose haughtily
Croy sponge contemptuous smile
After all, we live in one dimension
Well with the fact that I come from a village

Do not wave so uneasily hands
Do not hurry hurry to leave
I did know a little uncouth
As to that, I, to strangle?

I do not know the English catchwords
And my pants a little dirty
There are pimples and chapped skin
This is exactly Ryazan mug

This is exactly smelled manure
My rough strong hands
Yes, my fate - vulgar prose
You can even die of boredom

It says that between us
No more isms did not
What are you, the beauty of the city,
From me like the plague, I run away?