Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Урка Мишка, artist - Беломорканал. Album song Урка Мишка, in the genre Шансон
Record label: United Music Group
Song language: Russian language
Урка Мишка(original) |
Он был мальцом, кликали все его бродяга, |
А по ночам за ним гонялась вся шарага. |
Он уходил от мусоров по закаулкам, |
Лишь одному ему известным переулкам. |
А урки старые смеялись и балдели |
Как мусора да не в ту сторону летели, |
И замечали меж собой за разговором — |
Лихой малец и быть по жизни ему вором. |
А по сему, никак России без Ростова, |
Как не бывает лагерей без воровского… |
А воровской закон, есть праведный и честный! |
Нам Бог простит… «Не укради!» |
А кто не грешный? |
А Мишка делал за своё, и всё как надо, |
Бывало в жизни много мусорского яда. |
И до сих пор по жизни всё его богатство, |
Душа бродяги, мать на воровское братство. |
Судьба носила по столыпинским по кочкам, |
А биографию писала жизнь по строчкам. |
На нём следы есть от заточки и нагана, |
Так мусора ловили Мишку-уркагана. |
А по сему, никак России без Ростова, |
Как не бывает лагерей без воровского… |
А воровской закон, есть праведный и честный! |
Нам Бог простит… «Не укради!» |
А кто не грешный? |
(translation) |
He was a boy, all his tramp called, |
And at night the whole sharaga was chasing him. |
He walked away from the garbage along the back streets, |
Only one lane known to him. |
And the old urks laughed and went crazy |
Like garbage flying in the wrong direction, |
And they noticed among themselves during the conversation - |
A dashing kid and be a thief for his life. |
And according to this, there is no way for Russia without Rostov, |
As there are no camps without thieves' ... |
And the thieves' law is righteous and honest! |
God will forgive us... "Don't steal!" |
And who is not a sinner? |
And Mishka did for his own, and everything was as it should, |
There was a lot of garbage poison in life. |
And so far in life all his wealth, |
The soul of a tramp, mother to the thieves' brotherhood. |
Fate wore over Stolypin's bumps, |
A biography was written by life line by line. |
There are traces on it from sharpening and revolver, |
So garbage was caught by Urkagan Mishka. |
And according to this, there is no way for Russia without Rostov, |
As there are no camps without thieves' ... |
And the thieves' law is righteous and honest! |
God will forgive us... "Don't steal!" |
And who is not a sinner? |