Текст песни Иван Евсеенко - Галоши

Galoshes

Grandma in a tattered mac,
Sells galoshes in the subway,
What remained of the time of the war.
The old one does not understand
Why do not buy
Indeed, in the spring galoshes are so needed.
Near the fat bourgeois,
They dashingly sell roses
Their bills ripple their eyes.
But galoshes are not roses,
They’ve had no demolition for half a century,
So the grandmother thinks to herself.

Buy citizens galoshes,
Now it's spring outside!
Buy it!
Buy it!
After all, the price is so reasonable!
And in response - silence.

And passersby laugh
Well, there are cranks,
Klim Samghin himself went to them!
And she answers them:
"Tomorrow, maybe the snow will melt,
Then you can’t avoid sore throats! "
Two not shaved metal
She was told in English:
"Oh, no rivets,
So - BED! "
And she almost cried to them:
"There would be a grandfather, he gave you back,
Only grandfather is forty years old.

No care for grandmother people
Who is chewing gum, and who is body ...
Everyone is trading, the market is the whole country.
On a rainy day
On a fine day
If you need galoshes,
She is still standing in the subway.