Текст песни Воровской 1 - На станции одной обыкновенной

at the station of one ordinary
the soldier was sitting and drinking narzan.
he sat on the edge, humming to everyone, opa-ritsa
and he hummed: "natser yetzer macer tutzer triper fitting
a cone with pepper right in the heart of the optsa-ritsa optsa-ritsa ".

to the station to that quite seriously
and Madame entered gracefully.
the lieutenant unbuttoned his scales
and threw the filki at her feet.
and it began here "natser etzer macer tutzer triper fitting
a cone with pepper right in the heart of the optsa-ritsa optsa-ritsa ".

here the train approached the cherished goal
glanced through the cracks madam no longer.
our lieutenant lies unhappy
with a swollen bump and without a stem.
and he got "natser etzer macer tuzer triper fitting
a lump with pepper right in the heart of the optsa-ritsa optsa-ritsa-tsa "...