| Along Primorsky Boulevard,
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| What, like in a song, was in bloom,
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| We went with Semen for a couple
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| And breathed in the beauty...
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| How chestnut blossoms in spring ...
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| If you know, then you will understand!
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| And a guitar behind
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| And in the pocket - a Finnish knife ...
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| Deribasovskaya street put on lanterns ...
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| And it used to be that together with a friend we went to work here,
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| And sometimes she sang songs with us to the guitar ...
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| My Deribasov youth...
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| After our meeting,
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| Somewhere around six
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| The devil pulled me in the evening
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| Wander on the Peresyp ...
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| Met Mitya, no offense
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| I put it in a turnip from three sides ...
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| Can you imagine, the nit remembers,
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| How he set me up...
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| Deribasovskaya street put on lanterns ...
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| And it used to be that together with a friend we went to work here,
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| And sometimes she sang songs with us to the guitar ...
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| My Deribasov youth...
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| Well, after the dances were
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| Somewhere in a local tavern...
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| How did they not kill me there!!!
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| How I left light!!!
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| In the morning he told Syoma,
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| He is still laughing
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| What about the wave and stride
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| I now go to the yard...
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| Deribasovskaya street put on lanterns ...
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| And it used to be that together with a friend we went to work here,
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| And sometimes she sang songs with us to the guitar ...
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| My Deribasov youth...
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| Along Primorsky Boulevard,
|
| What, like in a song, was in bloom,
|
| We went with Semen for a couple
|
| And breathed in the beauty...
|
| How chestnut blossoms in spring ...
|
| If you know, then you will understand!
|
| And a guitar behind
|
| And in the pocket - a Finnish knife ...
|
| Deribasovskaya street put on lanterns ...
|
| And it used to be that together with a friend we went to work here,
|
| And sometimes she sang songs with us to the guitar ...
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| My Deribasov youth... |