Текст песни Веня Дркин - Старуха

Hey, old woman, here,
I decided to cut a window in the ceiling
And look at the stars.

And you, close, as always,
You will watch
And you will not see anything,
Oskromya the collective farm.

The old witch, breaking with chicken,
Shut up, go to the kitchen and fry the pancakes,
And I'll go, and I'll go,
And I'll go to the party with veterans of the war.

I just realized - you do not like me,
You spent your whole life within the boundaries of your pen,
Far from the beautiful.

Or maybe you killed Yuri Shevchuk in me,
Or maybe you killed Yura Shatunova in me
Or Karl Marx ...

I'm over seventy years of living together
Only now he was groaning about what Bob is singing about ...
Eh, the old woman! Eh, the old woman ...
Eh, old woman, you know what he's singing about!

Hey, old woman, you do not touch me -
Now other times have come,
And I'm not afraid of you.
Better on the stove is the accordion,
If not in the paddle, bring her here -
I'll play the blues.

I'm such a thin, sensitive soul,
You drove me for seventy years.
In the shop for kerosene, the old woman!
Eh, the old woman ... Eh, the old woman,
You do not know what freestyle is!

You do not know what Depeche Mode is,
DDT, Alice or Wild Honey,
Sounds of Mu, Chi F, Center, Zero, Window,
Aquarium, Kalinov Bridge, Cinema ...
Eh, old woman, you do not know what Freestyle is ...

Once - in Maksyutovka a voice is heard,
Two - I'll remember a forgotten date,
Three perches birch bridge,
Four - over a quiet rivulet without a name ...
Oh, the old woman, the frost!

Oh, frost, do not freeze me,
Do not freeze me and my horse.
My white horse,
I have Sabrina's lover ...
Eh, old woman, you do not know what it is
Rock'n'Roll is us!

Rock and roll is,
Rock and roll is,
It's tomorrow, and today
You kissed me!