Текст песни Борис Терехин - Одесская блатная

In one apartment lucky thieves Vanka,
Fortunately he threshed jump
I bought the diner in the center of Moldavanka,
Where was our impetus Odessa.

Chorus:

Alyosha grilled on the accordion,
Crockery rattled tavern,
The smoke of the tobacco, as in a fog,
Odessa urkagany dance.

There's going to farmazonschiki, thieves,
There stolen clothes dragged.
Wine is a river there, dominoes, billiards, a game of cards,
In general, raspberries, razlyuli!

There's the main & lt; shnyfblat & gt; I took a seat at the counter,
For all I looked and led the rule watching
In the kitchen, frying his girlfriend Klavka,
Waiter was Abrasha-high blow-do.

It was a formidable figure in the doorway -
That bouncer was Mykola-door-close.
Oh if drunk without hype - for God's sake,
Not a soul away from you.