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  • We met with you when the bird cherry. Lyrics vladimir vysotsky - when we met, the bird cherry blossomed. When we met, the bird cherry blossomed ...

    We met with you when the bird cherry.  Lyrics vladimir vysotsky - when we met, the bird cherry blossomed.  When we met, the bird cherry blossomed ...

    When we met with you, the bird cherry blossomed
    And in the old park the music played
    And then I was still quite a few years old,
    But I have already done a lot.

    I sculpted for a skip, and in the morning for you
    I threw crunches to the left and to the right,
    And you told me that you loved me
    That thieves' life is worse than poison.

    Once I met you with a forshmak in the square.
    He was drunk, embracing you with his hand,
    I climbed to kiss you, asked you to surrender,
    And you nodded your head in response.

    Everything in me was clouded, and my heart was beating!
    And I, like this fraer, staggered,
    I don't remember how I got into a tavern, and there I drank and drank vodka,
    And he was filled with drunken tears.

    Then you met mine again on the way,
    Having recognized me, you turned very pale,
    I asked both of you to step aside,
    And the steel of the knife gleamed ominously.

    Then I only remember how the lanterns flashed,
    The cops whistled like a scam.
    All night I staggered at the pier until dawn
    And your eyes looked into my back.

    When you were buried, the guys said:
    Everyone cried, cursing the murderer,
    And I was sitting all alone, looking at the photograph,
    From her you smiled as if alive.

    I wanted to pour my short love with vodka,
    But he was afraid to steal, if not strange,
    But he got stuck in a stupid story, and was taken by the task force
    On a drunken binge at the restaurant.

    I am sitting in unconsciousness, waiting on the strength of five,
    But suddenly this case was accidentally revealed,
    Shapiro came to me, an old defender,
    He said: "You cannot avoid being shot!"

    And so they shaved me, the suit was taken away,
    Now I'm wearing prison clothes
    A piece of blue sky, two stars in the distance
    They flicker to me like a timid hope.

    And the days became shorter, and the birds flew away
    There, where the sun forever laughs,
    I knew that my happiness flew away forever
    And I saw - it will never return.

    My last sentence will be announced to me tomorrow,
    I'll close my eyes for good tomorrow
    Tomorrow they will take me out to our prison yard,
    And that's when we will meet you.

    When we met with you, cherries blossomed,
    And in the old park music played,
    And then I was still quite a few years,
    But the cases I have done a lot.

    Skok Skok sculpted for me, and the next morning for you
    Crunches throw left and right,
    And you told me that you loved me,
    That life thieves worse than poison.

    One day I met you I mincemeat in the square.
    He was drunk, hold you by the hand,
    To climb to kiss you, I asked you to surrender,
    And you nod your head in response.

    To me all dizzy and my heart started beating like!
    And I like that simpleton, staggered,
    I do not remember how I got to the pub and there carousing and drinking vodka,
    And drunken tears poured.

    Then you mine again had met on the way,
    I hear you "re very pale,
    I asked both of you move to the side,
    And steel knife gleamed ominously.

    Then I just remember the lights flashed,
    As fraera cops whistled.
    All night I proshatalsya berth until dawn,
    And in the back of your eyes I looked.

    When you are buried, children said:
    All were crying, cursing the murderer,
    And I was sitting all alone, staring at the photo,
    With it you smile, as if alive.

    Love her short, I wanted to pour vodka
    But stealing afraid of, if not strange,
    But he got in trouble the stupid, and the operations group was taken
    Drunk on the ban in restaurants.

    I was sitting in nesoznanku, forward from strength pyaterik,
    But suddenly, accidentally it came to light this thing,
    Shapiro came to me, zaschitnichek-old man
    He said: "You can not escape the shooting!"

    So I shaved, suit claimed,
    Now my prison clothes,
    A piece of blue sky, the two stars in the distance,
    Shimmer me how timid hope.

    And the days are shorter steel, and the birds flew away
    There, where the sun always laughs,
    I knew that my happiness departed forever,
    And I saw - it certainly will not return.

    The next day, I will announce my final verdict
    The next day I ever shut my eyes,
    The next day, I will bring to our prison yard,
    And when we meet with you.

    WHEN WE MET WITH YOU

    ,
    And in the old park the music played,

    I sculpted gallop after hop, and then for you
    Metal crunches left and right




    I remember how you walked with Forshmak in the square,
    He was drunk, hugging you with his hand.



    I don't remember how I got into a tavern and drank there, and drank vodka,

    And then one evening I got in your way,
    Having recognized me, you turned terribly pale.
    Then I asked him to step aside,

    Then I only remember how the lanterns swayed
    And somewhere in the park they whistled garbage.
    All night long staggered at the pier until dawn,



    As soon as I sat at home, I looked at the photograph,



    But he got stuck in a stupid story, and was taken by the task force,
    They took us to the bathhouse at the restaurant.


    Now I'm wearing prison clothes.

    Shining like a faint hope ...

    Now I'm sitting in a cell and waiting for my five,
    When the wet case was opened.
    A protector came to me, Shapiro, my old man,

    Soon they will lead me to our prison yard,

    The judge will read my last death sentence
    And we'll see you soon.

    But the days got shorter and the birds flew away
    There, where the sun forever laughs,
    And with them my happiness flew away forever,
    And I know it won't come back.

    Transcript of the phonogram of Alexei Kozlov, album "Pioneer Thieves 2", LLP "Moscow windows LTD", 1998.

    OPTIONS (8)

    1. When we met with you

    One of the most famous thieves' ballads about unhappy love, betrayal and cruel revenge, which traditionally ends with the expectation of being shot. There are dozens of options. In some ways it resembles a later variation of "Murka", only the hero avenges not for the betrayal of the criminal world, but for love betrayal, besides, not only for the "traitor" herself.

    According to A. Makarov ("Reading Circle" No. 19, 1991), the author of the original text is Andrei Tarkovsky. However, there are great doubts about the truth of such a statement. The song was popular in the late 40s and early 50s, and Tarkovsky was too young to write it. So, the performer Boris Lvovich in one of the programs "Ships came to our harbor" recalled that as a boy he sang this song in Tatarstan in the early 50s, and they even redid one of the verses - they sang "Shakirov came to me, my defender -old man".

    ***
    When we met, the bird cherry blossomed
    And then I was still quite a few years old,
    But I have already done a lot.

    I sculpted hop after hop, (1) and in the morning for you
    Threw a crunch s(2) left and right,
    But you loved me and you used to say
    That thieves' life is worse than poison.

    But the days got shorter and the birds flew away
    There, where the sun forever laughs.
    And with them my happiness flew away forever,
    And I realized - it will never come back.

    Once you were standing in the square with a spak (3). (four)

    And you nodded your head in response.

    Everything in me was clouded, and my heart suddenly began to beat,
    And I, like this fraer, (5) staggered.
    I don't remember how I got to the tavern,
    And there he drank and drank vodka,

    One evening I got in your way.
    Having recognized me, you immediately turned pale.
    I then suggested to him to step aside,
    And the steel of the knife gleamed ominously.


    And the garbage whistled in the street.
    And the stars, like your eyes, shone. (6)

    When you were buried, the guys said -
    Everyone cried, cursing the killer.
    And at home I was sitting alone, looking at the photograph -
    From her you smiled as if alive.

    I tried to fill my short love with vodka

    I was taken to the ban (7) at the restaurant.

    I sit in unconsciousness, (8) I expect fives from the strength,
    But then this case was accidentally revealed.
    Shapiro came to me, (9) my old man protector, (10)
    He said: "You will not escape the execution."

    And so they shaved me, (11) the suit was taken away,

    A square of blue sky, and a star in the distance
    Shines like the last hope.

    And in the morning they will read out the last sentence

    With an escort they will lead me to our prison yard,
    And there I will close my eyes forever.

    (1) Sculpt skok - commit burglary without prior preparation.
    (2) Crunch - rubles, paper money.
    (3) Shpak - on the "old hair dryer" they called a person who did not belong to the criminal world (shpak, shpak in Slavic languages ​​- starling). It is curious that in some collections of thieves' songs shpak is written with a capital letter; apparently, the authors consider this word as a surname. Sometimes they sing - "With forshm but com "... Forshmak is a dirty, sloppy person, rabble, with whom it is a shame to stand next to. In this case, the portrait drawn below acquires an inner logic.
    (4) Alternatively - "on the corner".
    (5) Fraer - on the "old hair dryer": a person far from the thieves' world, a potential victim. Now the word "fraer", on the contrary, is honorable in the criminal world and means "worthy" urkagan.
    (6) Option - "And your eyes have seen me in my back." Psychologically, he is more expressive.
    (7) Ban - station.
    (8) Option - "In the pre-session".
    (9) In one of the collections I came across an assertion that "shapiro" means in the criminal jargon of a defender in general. I have never met or heard from anyone. Although, of course, Jews constitute a significant part of the major lawyers. However, the fact that after "Shapiro" there is an explanation that it is about the defender, refutes the assumption of the jargon meaning of the word.
    (10) Option - "A defender came to me, gray-haired as a harrier, an old man."
    (11) Option - "They shaved my head."

    Zhiganets F. Thug lyrics. Collection. Rostov-on-Don: "Phoenix", 2001, p. 147-150.

    2.

    When we met with you, the bird cherry blossomed
    And the music played quietly in the park.
    And then I was still quite a few years old,
    But I have already done a lot.

    I sculpted gallop after hop, and in the morning for you
    Throwing crunches left and right.
    And you loved me and often said:
    "A thieves' life is worse than poison."

    I remember how you stood with Forshmak in the square.

    I reached out to kiss, I asked you to surrender,
    And you nodded your head in response.


    And I, like this fraer, staggered ...
    I don't remember how I got to the tavern, and there I drank and drank vodka,
    And he shed drunken tears.



    I asked him to step aside, -

    Then I only remember how the lanterns flashed


    And then your eyes looked at me.

    I wanted to fill my short love with vodka
    And he was afraid to steal, oddly enough,
    But I got stuck in a stupid story, and somehow an opera group

    He sat in all-knowing, waited fives from the strength,

    Shapiro came to me, my protector-old man,
    He said: "You will not escape the execution."


    I'm wearing prison clothes now.
    A square of blue sky and stars in the distance
    Flashes to me like a faint hope.

    And in the morning my last sentence will be read to me


    And there I will close my eyes forever ...

    Forbidden songs. Songwriter. / Comp. A. I. Zhelezny, L. P. Shemeta, A. T. Shershunov. 2nd ed. M., "Contemporary Music", 2004.

    3. When we met with you

    When we met with you, the bird cherry blossomed
    And in the park, the music played quietly,
    And then I was still quite a few years old,

    I sculpted for a skip, and in the morning for myself


    That thieves' life is worse than poison.

    But the days became shorter and the birds flew away
    There, where the sun forever laughs,
    And with them my happiness flew away forever,
    And I realized - it will never come back.

    And then one night I saw you in the square:
    How he sat with his arm around you!
    I reached out to kiss, I asked you to surrender,
    And you nodded your head in response.

    Everything in me was clouded and my heart was beating so
    And I, like a drunken fraer, staggered.
    I don't remember how I got to the pub, and there I drank and drank vodka,
    And he was filled with drunken tears.

    And then one night I got in your way ...
    Having recognized me, you turned terribly pale;
    I asked him to move a little to the side,
    And the steel of the knife gleamed ominously.

    I wanted to fill this short love with vodka,
    But he was afraid to steal, oddly enough,
    But I got stuck in a stupid story, and somehow a task force

    I'm sitting in a kapezek, waiting for fives from the strength,
    When suddenly this case was revealed ...

    He said: "You will not escape the execution."

    And now I'm in the cell, the suit was taken away,
    I'm wearing prison clothes now.
    A piece of blue sky and stars in the distance
    They flicker to me like a faint hope ...

    And tomorrow my last sentence will be read to me,
    And again, baby, I'll meet you.
    And tomorrow they will take me to our prison yard,
    And there I will close my eyes forever.

    Ships entered our harbor. Issue 2.M., Dragonfly, 2000.

    4. Case - five

    When we met with you, the bird cherry blossomed
    And in a quiet park, music played
    And then I was still quite a few years old,
    But I managed to do a lot of things.

    I sculpted gallop after hop, and in the morning for you
    Throwing crunches left and right
    And you loved me and often said
    That thieves' life is worse than poison.

    But the days became shorter, and the birds flew away -

    And with them my happiness flew away forever,
    And I believed - it would never come back.

    Once I met you with a spak on the corner,
    He was drunk; embracing you with my hand
    I climbed to kiss you, asked you to surrender,
    And you nodded your head in response.

    Everything in me was clouded, and my heart was beating so
    That I, like this fraer, staggered ...
    I don't remember how I got into a tavern and drank and drank vodka there,
    And he shed drunken tears.

    Late one night I got in your way
    Seeing me, you went cold.
    I asked both of you to step aside,
    And the steel of the knife gleamed ominously.

    Then I only remember how the lanterns flashed
    And the garbage whistled in the streets.
    All night I staggered at the pier until dawn
    And your eyes looked at my back.

    When you were buried, the guys said -
    Everyone cried, cursing the killer.
    And then I was sitting alone, looking at the photograph,
    From her you smiled as if alive.

    I wanted to pour my short love with vodka
    And he was afraid to steal, oddly enough,
    But I got stuck in a stupid story and somehow a task force
    I was taken to a bath at the restaurant.

    I am sitting in unconsciousness, waiting on the strength of five,
    But then this case accidentally surfaced,
    Shapiro came to me - my protector, an old man, -
    He said: "You will not escape the execution."

    And so they shaved me, the suit was taken away,
    I'm wearing prison clothes now.
    A square of blue sky, and a star in the distance
    Shines on me like a faint hope.

    And tomorrow my final verdict will be announced to me,
    And soon, baby, I'll meet you, -
    After all, in the morning they will take me to our prison yard,
    And there I will close my eyes forever.

    Black Raven. Songs of courtyards and streets. Book two / Comp. B. Khmelnitsky and Y. Yaess, ed. V. Kavtorin, St. Petersburg: Penaty Publishing House, 1996, p. 84-88.

    A close option:

    Case - five

    When we met, the bird cherry blossomed
    And in a quiet park, music played
    And I was then quite a few years old,
    But I managed to do a lot of things.

    I sculpted gallop after hop, and in the morning for you
    Threw crunches left and right.
    And you loved me and often said
    That thieves' life is worse than poison.

    But the days became shorter, and the birds flew away -
    There, where the sun forever laughs.
    And with them my happiness flew away forever,
    And I believed - it would never come back.

    Once I met you with spack on the corner,
    He was drunk; embracing you with my hand
    I climbed to kiss you, asked you to surrender,
    And you nodded your head in response.

    Everything in me was clouded, and my heart was beating so
    That I, like this fraer, staggered ...
    I don't remember how I got into a tavern and drank and drank vodka there,
    And he shed drunken tears.

    Late one night I got in your way
    Seeing me, you went cold.
    I asked both of you to step aside,
    And the steel of the knife gleamed ominously.

    Then I only remember how the lanterns shone
    And the garbage whistled in the streets.
    All night I staggered at the pier until dawn
    And your eyes looked into my back.

    When you were buried, the guys said
    Everyone cried, cursing the killer.
    And then I was sitting alone, looking at the photograph,
    From her you smiled as if alive.

    I wanted to pour my short love with vodka
    And he was afraid to steal, oddly enough,
    But I got stuck in a stupid story and somehow an opera group
    I was taken to a bath at the restaurant.

    I am sitting in unconsciousness, waiting on the strength of five,
    But then this case came up by chance,
    Shapiro came to me - my protector, an old man, -
    He said: "You cannot avoid being shot."

    And so they shaved me, the suit was taken away,
    I'm wearing prison clothes now.
    A square of blue sky, and a star in the distance
    Shines on me like a faint hope.

    And tomorrow my final verdict will be announced to me,
    And soon, baby, I'll meet you, -
    After all, in the morning they will take me to our prison yard,
    And there I will close my eyes forever.

    Thieves' song: Collection. - M .: Publishing house EKSMO-Press, 2002.

    5. When we met with you

    When we met with you, the bird cherry blossomed
    And then I was still quite a few years old,
    But I managed to do a lot of things.

    I sculpted time after time. In the morning for you
    Threw crunches to the right and to the left.
    And you loved me, but you often said
    That thieves' life is worse than poison.

    And the days became shorter, and the birds flew away
    There, where the sun forever laughs.

    I remember how you were with a friend in the square,
    I was reaching out to kiss, I asked you to surrender ...
    And you nodded your head in response.


    And I, like this fraer, swayed.
    I don't remember how I got to the pub
    And he shed drunken tears.


    I asked him to step aside,
    And the steel of the knife gleamed ominously.

    Then I only remember how the lanterns flashed
    All night I staggered at the docks until dawn
    And your eyes looked into my back.

    When you were buried, the guys said
    Everyone cried, cursing the killer.
    From her you smiled as if you were alive.


    And he was afraid to steal, oddly enough.
    I was taken to a bath at the restaurant.

    I was sitting, trying to figure out the term - from the strength of "five",
    When this case suddenly surfaced.

    Said: "You can't avoid being shot."

    Then they cut my hair, took the suit away,
    I'm wearing prison clothes now.

    Shine on me like a faint hope.

    And tomorrow the last sentence will be read to me.
    And soon, baby, I'll meet you.
    And in the morning they will take me to our prison yard,
    And there I will close my eyes forever.

    Russian chanson / Comp. N.V. Abelmas. - M .: OOO "AST Publishing House"; Donetsk: "Stalker", 2005. - (Songs for the soul).

    6. Sentence

    When we met, the bird cherry blossomed
    And in the old park, music played.
    But I managed to do a lot of things.


    And you loved me and often said
    That thieves' life is worse than poison.

    But the days got shorter and the birds flew away
    There, where the sun forever laughs.
    And with them my happiness flew away forever,
    And I realized - it will never come back.

    I remember how you were with the forshmak in the square,
    And he, drunk, embracing you with his hand,
    And you nodded your head in response.

    Everything in me was clouded, and my heart was beating so!
    And I, like this fraer, swayed.
    And there he drank and drank vodka,
    And he shed drunken tears.

    One night in the dark, I stood in your way.
    Having recognized me, you turned very pale.
    And the steel of the knife gleamed ominously.

    Then I only remember how the lanterns flashed
    And the garbage whistled around in the garden.
    All night I staggered at the docks until dawn
    And your eyes looked into my back.

    When you were buried, the guys said
    Everyone cried, cursing the killer.
    And at home I was sitting alone, looking at a photograph -
    From her you smiled as if alive.

    I wanted to pour my short love with vodka
    And he was afraid to steal, oddly enough.
    But he got stuck in a stupid venture, and somehow the task force
    I was taken to a bath at the restaurant.

    I sat, trying to figure out the term - from the strength of five,
    Suddenly the cops found out about the case.
    Shapiro came to me, my protector, old man,
    He said: "You will not escape the execution."


    I'm wearing prison clothes now.
    A piece of blue sky and a star in the distance


    And soon, baby, I'll meet you.
    And in the morning they will take me to our prison yard,
    And there I will close my eyes forever.

    Songs of our yard / Avt.-comp. N.V. Belov. Minsk: Contemporary Writer, 2003. - (Golden Collection).

    7. When we met with you, the bird cherry blossomed ...

    When we met, the bird cherry blossomed
    And in the old park, music played.
    And I was then quite a few years old,
    But I have already done a lot.

    I sculpted gallop after dap. In the morning for you
    Throwing crunches left and right,
    And you loved me and often said
    That thieves' life is worse than poison.

    But the days got shorter and the birds flew away
    There, where the sun forever laughs.
    And with them my happiness flew away forever,
    And I realized: it will never return.

    I remember how you stood with Forshmak in the square,
    He was drunk, hugging you with his hand,
    I reached out to kiss, asked you to surrender ...
    And you nodded your head in response.

    Everything in me was clouded, and my heart was beating so!
    And I, like this fraer, swayed.
    I don't remember how I got to the pub,
    And there he drank and drank vodka,
    And he shed drunken tears.

    One night, I got in your way.
    Having recognized me, you turned very pale ...
    I asked him to step aside.
    And the steel of the knife gleamed ominously!

    Then I only remember how the lanterns flashed
    And the garbage in the garden whistled all around.
    All night I staggered at the docks until dawn
    And your eyes looked into my back.

    When you were buried, the guys said
    Everyone cried, cursing the killer.
    And at home I was sitting alone, looking at a photograph -
    From her you smiled as if alive.

    I wanted to pour my short love with vodka
    And he was afraid to steal, oddly enough.
    But he got stuck in a stupid story and was taken by the task force
    That evening at the bathhouse at the restaurant.

    I was sitting in the pre-room, waiting on the strength of five,
    When this case was suddenly revealed.
    Shapiro came to me, my old man protector,
    He said: "You will not escape the execution."

    Then they cut my hair and took the suit away.
    I'm wearing prison clothes now.
    A square of blue sky and a star in the distance
    Shine on me like a faint hope.

    And tomorrow the last sentence will be read to me,
    And soon, baby, I'll meet you.
    And in the morning they will take me to our prison yard,
    And there I will close my eyes forever.

    And I won't put the suitcase away! Student songs, school songs, yard songs / Comp. Marina Baranova. - M .: Eksmo, 2006.

    8. When we met with you

    When you and I met
    The bird cherry blossomed.
    And in the quiet park, music played.
    And it was still for me then
    Not at all that many years
    But I managed to do a lot of things.

    I worked at night, and in the morning for comfort
    Threw crunches left and right.
    And you loved me
    But she often said
    What a thug life
    Worse than poison.

    I saw you one day
    With a Cupboard on the bridge.
    He was drunk and you were drunk.
    He inclined you to treason,
    He asked you to surrender
    You agreed, nodding your head.

    Late one night
    I got in your way.
    Recognizing me, you immediately turned pale.
    And I told him then:
    "Let's go, let's go a little bit"
    And washing his ribs hurt.

    He died before your eyes,
    And I went to my room.
    You cried, cursing the killer.
    And I was sitting in the attic
    I looked at your photo,
    On it you smiled as if you were alive.

    State house with a lattice,
    Window with a visor,
    And on the shoulders of the prison clothes.
    Blue sky square
    I can barely see in the distance
    There is a star on it
    Like a pale ray of hope.

    I'm afraid it won't end
    My grave judgment
    I'm afraid I won't see you.
    Most likely they will deduce
    Me in a remote prison yard,
    A shot will ring out -
    I'll close my eyes.

    Songs of prisoners. Compiled by Vladimir Pentyukhov. Krasnoyark: Production and Publishing Plant "OFFSET", 1995.

    When we met with you, the bird cherry blossomed
    And in a quiet park, music played
    And then I was still quite a few years old,
    But I managed to do a lot of things.

    I sculpted gallop after hop, and in the morning for you
    Threw crunches left and right.
    And you loved me and often said
    That thieves' life is worse than poison.

    But the days became shorter, and the birds flew away -
    There, where the sun forever laughs.
    And with them my happiness flew away forever,
    And I believed - it would never come back.

    Once I met you with a spak on the corner,
    He was drunk; embracing you with my hand
    I climbed to kiss you, asked you to surrender,
    And you nodded your head in response.

    Everything in me was clouded, and my heart was beating so
    That I, like this fraer, staggered ...
    I don't remember how I got into a tavern and drank and drank vodka there,
    And he shed drunken tears.

    Late one night I got in your way
    Seeing me, you went cold.
    I asked both of you to step aside,
    And the steel of the knife gleamed ominously.

    Then I only remember how the lanterns flashed
    And the garbage whistled in the streets.
    All night I staggered at the pier until dawn
    And your eyes looked into my back.

    When you were buried, the guys said
    Everyone cried, cursing the killer.
    And then I was sitting alone, looking at the photograph,
    From her you smiled as if you were alive.

    I wanted to pour my short love with vodka
    And he was afraid to steal, oddly enough,
    But I got stuck in a stupid story and somehow a task force
    I was taken to a bath at the restaurant.

    I am sitting in unconsciousness, waiting on the strength of five,
    But then this case came up by chance,
    Shapiro came to me - my protector, an old man, -
    Said: "You can't avoid being shot."

    And so they shaved me, the suit was taken away,
    I'm wearing prison clothes now.
    A square of blue sky, and a star in the distance
    Shines on me like a faint hope.

    And tomorrow my final verdict will be announced to me,
    And soon, baby, I'll meet you, -
    After all, in the morning they will take me to our prison yard,
    And there I will close my eyes forever. When you and I, we met, cherry blossomed
    And in a quiet park music played,
    And I was then still quite a few years,
    But the cases I managed to make quite a few.

    I modeled for a bouncing gallop, and in the morning for you
    Threw crunches left and right.
    And you loved me and would often say,
    That life thieves worse than poison.

    But the days are shorter steel, and the birds flew away -
    There, where the sun always laughing.
    And with them my happiness departed forever
    And believe me - it certainly will not be back.

    Once I met you on the corner with Shpak,
    He was buhoy; hold you by the hand,
    To you climb to kiss, asked you to surrender,
    And you nod your head in response.

    In me all dizzy, and my heart beat so,
    I like this simpleton, staggered ...
    I do not remember how he got to the pub and there carousing and drinking vodka,
    And drunken tears drenched.

    Late one night I got you on the road,
    I see, you "re cold.
    I asked both of you to move to the side,
    And steel knife gleamed ominously.

    Then I just remember the lights flickered
    And the garbage in the streets whistling.
    All night I proshatalsya at the pier before dawn,
    And in the back of your eyes I looked.

    When you bury guys said,
    All were crying, cursing the killer.
    And then I sat alone, the picture looked,
    From there you "re smiling as if alive.

    Love her short I wanted to pour vodka
    And steal afraid, oddly enough,
    But he got in trouble and how stupid some combat units
    I was taken to ban the restaurant.

    I was sitting in nesoznanku, waiting on the strength pyaterik,
    But then accidentally popped the case,
    Shapiro came to me - my zaschitnichek, old man -
    Said: & not pass you shooting & .

    So I shaved the suit claimed,
    On me now prison clothing.
    A square of sky blue, and the asterisk away
    I shine like a faint hope.

    And tomorrow I will announce my last sentence,
    And soon, baby, I "ll meet with you -
    After the morning lead me to our prison yard,
    And there I close my eyes forever.