Текст песни минус - Джаз

Cross the Atlantic, overseas
  On an unknown day, at an unknown hour
  He came out of the sea of ​​blue fog,
  Trumpet sparkling black jazz!

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Ah, that jazz! Ringing jazz!
He is trying so hard for us.
He is trying so hard for us.
He thunders with every pipe
he thunders with every pipe
Dance and sing! Dance and sing!
 
 The countries of Europe together dug out:
 - What kind of music is torn from the windows?
 We lived with violins, the grief did not know
 Why tell us this saxophone?

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Days flickered fast, took shape
 in years.
 The jazz thundered frantically, the drum croaked.
 Different nations have been friends with him for a long time
 Africa, America, all countries of the world.

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