Текст песни БИЭТ - Большекаменский Блюз

When stopping on Brigantine will pale face moon,
Big guys in expensive cars driven by their mistresses home,
We boys pull out a guitar in a closet on the fourth floor,
To blyuzon zabatsat good old institute for watchmen.

Bolshekamensky blues.
Bolshekamensky blues.

Not sleeping favorite city of Bolshoi Kamen cops on pleasure or worse.
Again, packed with "Kruzak" area in the "Malibu" Restaurant area.
And we are in the hut and one guitar in the interval between the fifth and sixth
This blyuzon play good old for all the neighbors behind the wall.

Bolshekamensky blues.
Bolshekamensky blues.

Do not sleep on the anchor and on the "eight", and near the shop "Two Sisters"
The "Domotechnika" not sleeping girls and boys on the benches in the park.
And we are on the bars next to the first school, and despite the very late hour,
Sing for all passers-by in a loud voice in the hundred and twenty-first time

Bolshekamensky blues.
Bolshekamensky blues.