Текст песни Владимир Пресняков - Купите бублики

Night is coming, the lantern swinging,
Lantern sways in the night gloom.
I'm unhappy, a private vendor
I stand here and sell bagels.

Buy bagels, hot bagels,
Buy bagels, so hurry!
For these bagels pay ruble,
As for the country just a mile.

My father - a drunkard, over a glass of stretches,
A mother - worker, what a shame!
Sister whore - the real thing,
A little brother - a pickpocket.

Buy bagels, hot bagels,
Buy bagels, so hurry!
I was miserable, a private vendor
Yes, the night inclement pity you!

Inspectors from the folder, with the huge, with a rod
Everything's going to take a patent.
In Odessa, I, I'm known to everyone -
And all without a license selling at the moment!