Текст песни Народ из города Е - Музыка у входа

Leonid Waxman
Poems MP Nikulina

Oh, what kind of music at the entrance?
Who's screaming on the stairs in front?
Oh, it's a New Year, Happy New Year.
Oh, it's a new happiness, if necessary.

Ah! It picks anything!
Even under the snow spread out the spring.
Before kromochki riddled webs
And new pulled on Krosno.

And the windshield wipers in solemn coats,
Wide-open as a new gate,
Shovel tapping rough,
Go administer favorite work.

They are red-faced and bearded,
They cry loudly, and tempting,
As if to equip indecent
Recipes from death and loss.

Oh, it's all in the prologue, all in the prologue,
Where we all just wipers and spinners:
Trying on white shirt
And are eliminating the white roads.