Текст песни ВИА Дружный коллектив - Нищий бродяга

Never will
I tramp again
I'll be in the pub with friends
I dance a jig

I wandered around the world for several years
At the bottom of a glass of beer, I was looking for an answer
Now back home with money
I'll never live the fate hobo

I went into a restaurant, to drink viskarya
Hostess said: "I have no money
Splash, sweetheart, I'm in debt mug
My path was not a short, chilled to the bone "(thread soaked)

She winced at his nose, he said in response:
"For the poor bums me no whiskey."
Then I flashed silver in front of her,
In her dark eyes of reflecting good

Then I'll keep the path to the fold
To incline his head in front of his father
And if you have won your pardon plea
I'll never live the fate hobo