Текст песни БГ - Песенка об арбатских ребятах

What did you manage to change my mind, my father is shot by my
When did I step down with a guitar, confused, but alive?
As if I stepped from the scene in the midnight Moscow coziness,
Where the old Arbat guys are free to destiny.

In my opinion, everything is abandoned, and no reason for sadness,
And sad those commissioners go through Moscow as one
And there is no, and there is no dead, the midst of the old Arbat guys,
Only those who need to fall asleep, but those who need, do not sleep.

Let Me Memory - a difficult service, but everything was obeyed Moscow,
And the old Arbat guys are funny sustaining words.