Текст песни Шуфутинский Михаил - Барахолка

The flea market is buzzing with a hive
There is a lot of good here
Aunt, how much is your outfit worth
And how much will you give for it
Only yesterday they drove her there
And she is already here today
It's hard for the cops
People are always selling something

Ay flea market flea market
Who is in arctic foxes, and who is wearing tattoos
And the crest is bargaining with a Jew
After all, who decided to clean up
Tom does not sit at home
And in the storage sheds roll the ball

Boy, sho you want for a suit
Yes, not that one, but that one sho on you
Well what are you doing, take two to mind
They don't close here for lunch
Hey take your wedding outfit
In it your bride will appear
It was sewn before October
And now there are no such ones on sale

Ay flea market flea market
Put your teeth on the shelf
But for a loved one, you can give everything
For a year he worked hard on the dress
And I measured Katya's dress
And it went for a walk at the seams

I only saw this in a dream
The bargaining was exactly five minutes
The wallet disappeared right from my hands
Cut it for a hundred - it won't be returned to me

Ay flea market flea market
The thief is like a needle here
And he was lucky today
And I don't feel sorry for the torn crunches
I'll get myself some more
I replace them with junk

And I don't feel sorry for the torn crunches
And I will still get myself
I change junk for them