Текст песни Сергей Синельников О.Мандельштам - Царское Село

Let's go to Tsarskoe Selo!
The burghers are smiling there,
When the lancers after drinking
They sit in a strong saddle ...
Let's go to Tsarskoe Selo!

Barracks, parks and palaces
And on the trees there are shreds of cotton wool,
And "health" rolls will burst
To the cry - "great, well done!"
Barracks, parks and palaces ...

One-story houses,
Where are the generals of the same mind
They while away their tired century,
Reading "Niva" and Dumas ...
Mansions - not houses!

The whistle of a steam locomotive ... The prince is riding.
The suite is in the glass pavilion! ..
And, dragging a saber angrily,
An officer comes out, boasting, -
I have no doubt - this is a prince ...

And returns home -
Of course, to the realm of etiquette -
Inspiring secret fear, the carriage
With the relics of the gray-haired maid of honor,
What comes home ...