Текст песни ЕВРЕЙ - ТАНЕЦ ЕВРЕЕВ

At seven-forty he arrives at seven-forty, he will come,
Our old, our glorious, our AGIC locomotive.
Carries with it cars, carries with it cars,
Stuffed lyudyami like hay cart.
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He will come out of the train will run along the platform,
At the head of its luxury bowler.
The big green eyes to the east,
Lights twinkle Odessa.
 
Let it not from Odessa, let him not out of Odessa
Fountains and Peresyp waiting for him at the yard.
At seven-forty he arrives at seven-forty, he will come,
Our good old Frey, that is Theodore.
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Seven-forty came, all beaten off the clock,
The train has not arrived, no him and all, but here! -
We still wait, we still wait,
Even if he is late for a whole year!
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