I once sat in a copper basin
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Without oars and rudder,
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And swim across the Pas de Calais
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I decided on it.
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Indeed, on such a ship
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Through the Pas de Calais
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Nobody swam before me.
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I instantly got cold, I instantly got wet,
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All my impulse was gone…
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Forgive me, Lord, my jump,
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But let me stay alive!
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Either the basin is on me, then I am on it,
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I don't remember who is on whom,
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But we swam across the strait.
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And here is a sensation! |
The press is climbing the wall:
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— For the first time in the world! |
Hero of progress!
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Without oars and steering wheel!
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Imagine - he swam in the basin,
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At the same time - not in one eye!
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Sensation! |
And in the center - me!
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I immediately sold the copper basin
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For a thousand coins
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And I resold my story
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In a thousand newspapers.
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There is a house on credit and a bank account,
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Honor all around - what else?
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On all canned goods my portrait!
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My copper basin also ended up in TASS,
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On the very last sheet,
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Under the rubric "Their morality"
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And the signature: "Journalist".
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But, despite the evil slander,
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In Moscow I lived like a nabob,
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Under the sign "Intourist"!
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Men ask only one thing - whiskey "Copper basin",
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All ladies wear only one thing - copper basin clips,
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The whole world dances only one thing - the tango "Copper basin"
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Under the most fashionable copper jazz!
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But time passed, and the noise dried up,
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And a bank account - alas!
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The family scolds this way and that,
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And there is no such love.
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Friends drink whiskey and soda
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And they demand: - Come on!
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Float on something else!
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I don't know how to be
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Everyone has one thing in their head:
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— It’s not fashionable to swim in the basin now —
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Now, if only in a colander!
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Although the game is not worth the candle:
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Foolish slag can leak.
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Try it on a night pot!
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And here is the sensation, the press is climbing the wall:
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— For the first time in the world! |
Hero of progress!
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Let's get a movie!
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And I swim like an idiot
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And under me the pot floats,
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And we are about to go to the bottom...
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And we are about to go to the bottom...
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And we're about to... go |