Текст песни Нателла Болтянская - Тараканьи бега

From the bustle of separation -
Bright sky cobalt.
From under the Russian blizzard -
In stuffy Constantinople.
Music at night
Whispering the city insinuatingly
How to drown sorrow
In the muddy water of the Bosphorus.

Don’t grumble at fate
Do not miss the snows.
Offers Istanbul
Cockroach Racing.

Believe the bad dream
People in ragged uniforms!
Who lost the country
Puts on cockroaches.
All that remains is to waste
If you can’t forget -
Rushing Cockroach
Somewhere in the fields of Russia.

Put the last piastre
Here it is, the entrance to the booth.
Here, and only with us
Cockroach Racing.

Alcohol suffocates fear
Hundred - on the favorite.
Knocking blood in the temples
The clatter of hooves is forgotten.
Thrown shield and sword
Shame boiled over with boiling water ...
Worth distracting yourself
Running filthy creatures.

And hell help
How did he help the enemies ...
Russian gambling -
Cockroach Racing.