Текст песни Леонид Утёсов - Костюмчик серенький

A gray suit, wheels with a creak,
I traded for prison jackets.
For eight years I have spent a lot of grief,
And not one hair shed on me.

Do you remember with Bixoy when I met you,
Do you remember the charm of our meetings in the garden?
A drunken wind rushed in your eyes
And the cigarette was smoking in my mouth.

You came up to me with a dancing gait
And in a thug's way she threw: "Let's go!"
And in the evening she gave me vodka to drink
And took possession of my heart like a ruble.

Then I was not a bully yet,
You made me an urkagan.
And I met with raspberries and revolvers,
And I used to go to the races with you.

There were six of us lucky kids.
There were six of us, and all of them were cheats.
And I put five of them against the wall with their foreheads,
And he himself ended up in the kichman for many years.

Little gray suit, wheels with a creak
I traded for prison jackets.
For eight years I have spent a lot of grief,
And not one hair shed on me.