Текст песни Валентин Куба - Мясоедовская улица моя

We have in the area of ​​Moldavanka
The street is great, friends.
Old courtyards
Sweep the wipers
So that my street shines.

CHORUS:
Street, street, street dear,
Myasoedovskaya street is mine.
Street, street, street dear,
Myasoyedovskaya, my dear.

Decent people live there
Nobody there steals or drinks.
If you don't believe - go and check
What kind of fool would go there?

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There's a hospital on this street
Everyone calls her Jewish.
I wish you friends
Never be there, -
Let our enemies go there.

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There were years, Lenya Cliffs wandered here,
I sang my song to the accompaniment of a guitar.
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And when he created jazz,
I performed for the first time
A song about my street.

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Of course, everyone knows about Yaponchik,
Although he did not live on Myasoedovskaya.
The past is long gone
Together with the old world, but
And he walked along this street.

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If they told me:
"We give you an apartment
Or, frankly, a whole house. "
I would be such a nightingale
I never listened -
I'm in love with my native street.

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