| 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. |