Текст песни Конец Фильма - Крым

I leave the Crimea to remove the cartoon about the planetarium .
I will clap bourgeois and proletarians .
I'll drink burgundy and gin ,
In the salons squeeze ballerinas
And sometimes doze in the shade of Arau .

I'll be writing odes and marginalia ,
And in pubs brawl as no scandals
And with a cabaret dancer
Escape at the dawn of day ,
To die of homesickness in Italy.

I leave the Crimea ,
              but better - in Rome
                               and even more ...