Текст песни В. С. Высоцкий - На Перевском на базаре

On Perovsky in the bazaar noise and packaging frames!
For sale everything you need to junk and trash!
Baba rags and baskets crowds people!
Baba rags and baskets occupied passage!

There are Gaza! Seeds salty!
Cigarettes!
And who lemon? There is water!
Cold water, so drink water, the water of the Lord!

Brubva, Melon, Prostokvasha,
Morse and kvass on ice,
Samovars, soup and porridge
All-in one row.

CHORUS.

That sits bent back
Baba sleeps tightly (aha!)
And the dog to her in the basket made a visit!
Overturned the basket, and shouting cleaner:
-Well, all the damned cattle ate in one moment!

There are newspapers! Seeds salty!
Cigarettes!
And who lemon? There is water!
Cold water, drink water, the water of the Lord!

Suddenly, a cry came in the bazaar: Airplane!
In a lava, someone tried - turned his pocket!
- Oh roller citizens are good,
From my pocket (blah) pulled a penny!
- Yes, so you need! Do not be so nerd!
And there is nothing to stare on Eroplan!

There are newspapers! Seeds salty!
Cigarettes!
And who lemon? There is water!
Cold water, drink water, the water of the Lord!