Текст песни Е.Болдырева - Варвара

The four sat drinking wine
Tongues itched for love, but for zhist ...
The weather was squelching it was dark
The guitar was raving, the strings were breaking
The fifth between them drank coffee
spilled which one of us is drunk
and then one went and lay down
and the other sat down on his sofa

Oh-oh, Varya-Varvara,
With whom, for what did you feast?
Warmed the walls for free
Wasted myself
Oh-oh, yes Varvara-Varvara,
I did not sow what I reaped
Kindness is worse than fire
Come on it - Burn burn clearly

By midnight they started knocking from below
Apparently the heroes of the underground struggle
the fifth said let's let them sleep
after all, people are goons
The third looked for her with anti-sills apart
We are not very happy with sober guests
The fifth said I'm not a guest here
Instead of going to hell

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Oh-oh, Varya-Varvara,
With whom, for what did you feast?
Warmed the walls for free
Wasted myself
Oh-oh, yes Varvara-Varvara,
I did not sow what I reaped
Kindness is worse than fire
Come on it - Burn burn clearly

drank the fourth on the road
grabbed a guitar - began to ask
would you sing a song my friend
the fifth nodded and let's wail

Varya barbarian what are you mother
it's not woodstock you're not in paradise
we are here to pick and eat
and then we want your soul