Текст песни Владимир Маркин - Этот Двор

From gasoline smell resistant ball soccer small garden
With a mandatory garbage, our native Moscow courtyard
Draft through the extended as the boy's boyfriends
With an indispensable attribute of wasteland and garage

This yard in which has grown and tested on a break
Where coat wore swarre and handed over scrap
And handed over scrap metal

With a workshop in a mixture and a table for domino
Beyond which we have suffered a cheap wine
For whom we were fooling in white shirts
And about the girls of the mischievous argued down

This yard in which has grown and tested on a break
Where coat wore swarre and handed over scrap
And handed over scrap metal

Where is wrong with the feelings of small things believed in friendship and in love
Breaking the knees into the blood and knocking down elbows in blood
The courtyard who knew from childhood and in which the stroke of Chernell
Be sure to look at Doszrever I need to

To remember the weighing heap in the light of this day
Those details without which my life is impossible
My life is impossible

This yard in which has grown and tested on a break
Where coat wore swarre and handed over scrap
And handed over scrap metal