Текст песни Александр Заборский - Вася Ржавый сел на буфер

And Bob Rusty sat on the buffer,
And there were strange tremors.
Dangling under the wheels -
Tore to pieces.
And we buried him,
And right there, in part,
And then zakolesili
Along the tracks, on the tracks.
Chorus:
Signal. Beep. Knocking wheels.
Let carries you over bumps locomotive.
After all, we are without a home, without a nest -
The gang stray.
Ah, fate, my destiny -
You're like a cat black!
What are you, bitch, walleye pyalish?
Al its not you recognize me?
Are you my sister Varka
Well I'm reminded to tears.
Ah, Varya, Varya, Varya, my!
Vary no longer alive -
At some halt
Train crushed.
Chorus.
How to Nevsky prospect
He met us Nepman.
And we stopped him: "Listen, uncle!
Give me fifty dollars to the tavern! "
And he said: "Neherento!
So and so, they say, no money. "
And we told him antelligentno
Nablevali vest.