Текст песни Владимир Чувашов - На память операм

Opera memory (ATS Leninsky district is dedicated)
It is no accident balloons, as if the sky gross up
Not casually good-natured people, in an old house gathered together
Our office and the dangerous and difficult, but our service is not visible to the blind
If someone who has what it took to be better, that would put the Opera.
Prospect in:
Autumn, a new overcoat with kladovochku pulled,
Autumn, withered leaf fell at his feet slowly
In the sky look puffy eyes
Oper, so you can not drink.
The sun hid behind the clouds, frost nipping the yard, length of night
Interceded in the morning for a day, I do not sit in the duty room, call
In forested stole a cow raised in Sivyakov thieves
In a blast furnace is quiet, only drunk gotcha, waiting to come to visit us
Prospect in:
Village roughing at me Rodney began, there was no time, certainly in cases
Stolen chickens, cows do not sit back in the guardroom, PUSH pedal Tarhanov
Pr-c.
Chita 1998