Glory to the green prosecutor!
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Lyokha is sitting in the best in the city,
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Lyokha has wine and larvae,
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And eat a big appetite.
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But you can't go to Lyohe Street -
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Well, this is like a sickle for him.
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Feeling the freshness of summer on the sigh,
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Lyokha opened the shutters in the evening.
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And freedom turned a little -
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He decided to go for a walk,
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For bleziru pretended to be strictly,
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I took a revolver, if anything, shoot.
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The women were madly in love with Lyokha.
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There was a mischievous spark in Lyokha,
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And when he was sentenced,
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With him, anyone would go to term!
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What got into his head there?
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A girl in the form of a cop's spotted,
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How the SS came from the department.
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What are you, Lyokha! |
They will tie - and the term!
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Lyokha decided to shampoo her -
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Oh, risky foolish head! |
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And he managed to powder his brains,
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She pushed the excess about the stars.
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He escorted that crow to the house,
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Compliments hung wisely.
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Agreed to shoot the kulem.
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Oh, she liked the astronomer!
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She huffed at the parade,
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Even ten minutes earlier.
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Oh, don't laugh, for God's sake,
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And then Lyokha will be noticed now!
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Lyokha does not like to supon for a long time.
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On the threshold, with your mouth open,
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Telesh shouted: “Look, Japanese,
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Lyokha is bringing a cop to visit!”
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Telesh legs quickly made,
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Something Lekh reminded about AIDS.
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And for Lyokha, the tail from the department,
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The Cop's spy is following Lyokha.
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The girl broke for the mind,
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But not for long - undressed, lay down.
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Lyokha put it in - and wash in the bath ...
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And she was waiting for him again
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I flung open the blanket on the sofa.
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She hears footsteps outside the door:
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"Finally! |
And then I got bored!” |
—
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Circles ran in my head ...
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Who would have seen her surprise:
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Uprooted, apparently, pears,
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In body armor, in all equipment
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"Hands up!" |
- her husband ordered her!
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Oper Rogov thought for a second:
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Shoot that bitch or whatever...
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But then he spat deliciously between his legs
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And the sergeant drove into the shnopak.
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Right there with him, lowering the machine guns,
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Staring at the floor with your eyes,
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There were guys from the OMON.
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The astronomer left the garden.
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If Lyokha thought about what to do,
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So, he will do it - what to say!
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Not the first time to run gardens!
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From childhood, Lyokha loved to play pranks. |