I see the river is muddy, you are without trial, a wave
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Thieves' good raises from the bottom
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When we leave the camp of the Orthodox Volga
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With rap, my caravan will leave in the abyss of waters
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Because all around pop rot
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I will teach you, son, to appreciate the Volga style
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The salt of our land cannot be bought for rubles
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My rhymes on stones were recorded by Zhiguli
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Volga - I will cover my own mother with glory
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I saw slavery and bloody will
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He took a flail in his hands, moved his hat on one side
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God gave a new day, raise your glass
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Flint inside, strap cuts the shoulder
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Chest crunched, but you have to hoot more and more
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Volga cargo ship along the old channel
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I swear that I will return back to Samara
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From afar for a long time (From afar for a long time)
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Volga flows (Volga river flows)
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From afar for a long, long, long time (From afar for a long time)
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The Volga is flowing
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Where for a long time the Astrakhan Moryan zealously blows
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I'm rowing, drunk, waiting for a ram on a sandy shore
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Crimson sunset, from rock to rock
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Eagles spread across the sands and shoals for prey
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We don’t grind nonsense, the Volga region’s temper is cool
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There is only one argument: fists or a whip
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Money pockets burn, I know all the people of the tavern:
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Who is a serious person, who is a pea jester
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In the morning, screaming and scolding on the avenue by the river
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The wind sweeps the golden sands
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As if full of longing, a barge floats by
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It doesn't matter at all that we are older
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Through the years I go to the shore along the barge paths
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Where Khrushchev gave way to skyscrapers
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After a long journey, standing on a pontoon -
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Finding peace, I will dip my palms into the Volga
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From afar for a long time (From afar for a long time)
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Volga flows (Volga river flows)
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From afar for a long, long, long time (From afar for a long time)
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The Volga is flowing
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From afar for a long time
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The Volga is flowing
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From afar, long, long, long
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The Volga is flowing |