Текст песни А.Макаревич и др. - Брассенс и Бернес

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While the motor knocks and wears legs
And different thoughts wander in the bastard
The soul, no matter how you turn it, asks for something,
In addition to women, drinks, etc.

In the spiritual, I do not understand any belmes,
But I know how to please the poor thing:
She only needed to hear Brassens and Bernes,
And there, you see, you can continue to live ...

The singers sing and the labukhs play;
Create idols - God forbid!
Singers are like us: they live and die,
We just can't sing like them.

Simple motive: three verses -
And the soulless soul is happy.
And maybe the heavens will reward them for this,
And maybe not a shisha will be rewarded ...

I have to come pretty soon too
Go to those distant lands
Where both Mark and Zhora have been waiting for me for a long time -
Verified old friends.

And here, in a wild white light,
Like a letter gone nowhere
My "advanced" children will remain
And they will listen to all sorts of shit ...