Текст песни Дуче - РУССКО-ИУДСКИЙ МЕНУЭТ

A birch stands in a field, A board lies in a field,
Forty degrees of frost - Hello, Russian longing!
I look at the blue lakes, I'm glad the bird, glad the bug -
It’s good to hang in Russia. On a birch bitch.
Bloomed in the fields of viburnum-Hello, ass-new year!
There is viburnum, there is raspberry - Have fun, walk, people!
I hear the song of a lark. I hear “cuckoo!” From the forest -
Well in the native side, on a birch bitch.
Oh, the fogs are fogged, To the expanse of the river wave,
You do not pour salt on my wounds so that there is no war.
Like an apple I ripen, Ducks fly along the river -
It’s good for a Jew to hang, On a birch bitch!