Текст песни Геннадий Жаров - Хорошёво-Мнёвники

If summer is roast
Then in the world
We drink beer in Silver Bor
Since childhood, we are manila and attracted Moscow-river
In this place the most transparent while water-yes-yes
If in the street Winter, Blizzard, Purga
Not thinking to rush straight on the run
And it does not matter to play or won
Because I have friends in good

In good, in good
Taxis takes me again
In good, in good
Resting all soul
It was in good
Many different this
From thin to funny
Well, it was generally good

Here happened in the old days
On holidays on ice
People poured on the fights
Began without sorry for fists and beards
Good hooligans great-grandfather
Well, if the Kandra attacks me
In boring autumn days and evenings
I will come out of the house raising the collar
To go to your friends to a cozy zucchini.