Текст песни Вика Цыганова - Беня Крик

Who said "love is gone"
Envy got into his heart
Here is a story of sublime love.
Sarah and Benya met
And almost got married
There were days at the Synagogue at the weekend

Guess further for yourself:
Benya was busy with business.
Well, Sarah was soon slapped by the cops.
These rude watchdogs
They asked her questions:
Where is Benya, where to look for his tracks

And our Sarah Benechka loved
And our Sarah Benyu laid
I told everything stupidly leisurely
Her naive Jewish soul

Sarah is eating dumplings
Waiting for a present from Beni
"Hello Sarah" - Benya Krik enters
“Hello to you from all the raspberries,
Get three olives,
To keep your tongue behind fixes "

Sarah sighs sincerely
He takes out his pistol
Three seconds and now blood will be spilled.
Guys, don't rush
Put the pistols aside
Don't ruin your first love

And our Sarah loved Benechka.
And she forgave all the actions of Benechke,
Then she folded the mat into three floors
Her vulnerable Jewish soul

As they say in Odessa:
Better to live and have fun
Than lie in the cemetery and rest
Sarah knows, Benya knows
There will be a place, there will be a time
Then you have to shoot

And our Sarah Benechka loved
And our Sarah Benechke gave birth,
To the envy of many four children
One was Russian and the fourth was Jewish