Текст песни Для Кати от девушки за соседним столиком - Учите слова, Шура, учите

Driven once at Central thieves
Prokhorov urinated bitch in prison and in the zone
And because there is where the thief prison mate nicknamed skoschuha
Blatnogo urke and the common man

And over Vladimir hung crimson month
And someone in the chamber began to sing a sad song
And all warmed the soul of the song con flame
Seem shorter term, when they sing about my mother

Chorus:
A sad song sings in prison
One Jewish prisoner
And the word & quot; Mom & quot; one learns
Georgians, hare and the brother of the Roma

He sang a song with such sadness, not sparing
How can sing and troubled soul of a Jew
And imbued with respect for prisoners
For a Jewish mother and bosyatskomu talent

Bakhur ehudi sheyoshev ba-Kehl
Balloon Zemer al ima shelo
A plow Zemer ve atsuv mimeyle
Sewell've Tikva bishvilo.

Aichi tipesh, az tislehi whether they,
Hawala, she-ein whether hofesh hayom.
.. Ve hell maamin Peace Now,
Neck-Osher ba DMO Hal.

Bahurgi gudish yoyushe bekyle
Sharze meral HEMA shelom
Chazeh merpashut ve atsub mele
Vsevelve Tikva HIV bєlon
High Titi Pescia tsisvayhili them
Gavalov length hafesh hayom
Ahavtiya so veat akshaf maamin
Sheocher ba DMO kalyom

I was a fool, so forgive me, my mom.
It is a pity that there is no freedom for me today.
To this day, I believe,
That happiness comes as a dream.