Текст песни Paul Mc Cartney - Back In The USSR
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Рейсом из Майами-Бич к полям Руси
Не ложился я всю ночь.
Весь полёт пакет бумажный проносил,
Но теперь тот ужас прочь.
Я снова в СССР!
Не знал ты счастья без мер, дa!
Снова в СССР!
Не был здесь давно, так трудно всё узнать,
Вот бы вновь как дома быть,
Брось до завтра чемоданы разбирать,
Сладость, связь бы отключить.
Я снова в СССР!
Не знал ты счастья без мер, дa!
Снова в СС, я снова в СС, я снова в СССР!
Украинки вмиг взглядом валят с ног -
Бледнеет Запад весь,
С москвичками громко спеть я смог,
Что Грузия на свете е-е-е-е-е-е-е-е-есть! О! Давай!
Я снова в СССР!
Не знал ты счастья без мер, дa!
Снова в СССР!
Украинки вмиг взглядом валят с ног -
Бледнеет Запад весь,
С москвичками громко спеть я смог,
Что Грузия на свете е-е-е-е-е-е-е-е-есть! О! Давай!
Дай увидеть снег на склонах южных гор,
К даче папиной возьми,
Звонкий грянь на балалайке перебор,
С дружеским теплом прижмись.
Я снова в СССР,
Не знал ты счастья без мер, дa!
Снова в СССР!
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Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Didn't get to bed last night
On the way the paper bag was on my knee
Man I had a dreadful flight
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
don't know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Been away so long I hardly knew the place
Gee it's good to be back home
Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case
Honey disconnect the phone
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
don't know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia's always on my mind.
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm.
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
don't know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Не ложился я всю ночь.
Весь полёт пакет бумажный проносил,
Но теперь тот ужас прочь.
Я снова в СССР!
Не знал ты счастья без мер, дa!
Снова в СССР!
Не был здесь давно, так трудно всё узнать,
Вот бы вновь как дома быть,
Брось до завтра чемоданы разбирать,
Сладость, связь бы отключить.
Я снова в СССР!
Не знал ты счастья без мер, дa!
Снова в СС, я снова в СС, я снова в СССР!
Украинки вмиг взглядом валят с ног -
Бледнеет Запад весь,
С москвичками громко спеть я смог,
Что Грузия на свете е-е-е-е-е-е-е-е-есть! О! Давай!
Я снова в СССР!
Не знал ты счастья без мер, дa!
Снова в СССР!
Украинки вмиг взглядом валят с ног -
Бледнеет Запад весь,
С москвичками громко спеть я смог,
Что Грузия на свете е-е-е-е-е-е-е-е-есть! О! Давай!
Дай увидеть снег на склонах южных гор,
К даче папиной возьми,
Звонкий грянь на балалайке перебор,
С дружеским теплом прижмись.
Я снова в СССР,
Не знал ты счастья без мер, дa!
Снова в СССР!
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Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Didn't get to bed last night
On the way the paper bag was on my knee
Man I had a dreadful flight
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
don't know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Been away so long I hardly knew the place
Gee it's good to be back home
Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case
Honey disconnect the phone
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
don't know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia's always on my mind.
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm.
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
don't know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Flight from Miami Beach to the fields of Russia
I did not stay up all night.
The entire flight carried a paper bag,
But now that horror is away.
I'm back in the USSR!
You did not know happiness without measure, yes!
Back to the USSR!
It has not been here for a long time, it's so hard to learn everything,
It would be like being at home again,
Give up your suitcases tomorrow,
Sweetness, the connection would be turned off.
I'm back in the USSR!
You did not know happiness without measure, yes!
Again in the SS, I'm back in the SS, I'm back in the USSR!
Ukrainians in a blaze glance from the ground -
The West is paling all over,
With the Muscovites I could sing loudly,
What Georgia is in the world e-ee-ee-ee-ee-e-is! ABOUT! Come on!
I'm back in the USSR!
You did not know happiness without measure, yes!
Back to the USSR!
Ukrainians in a blaze glance from the ground -
The West is paling all over,
With the Muscovites I could sing loudly,
What Georgia is in the world e-ee-ee-ee-ee-e-is! ABOUT! Come on!
Let me see the snow on the slopes of the southern mountains,
To the dad's dacha,
A ringing rumble on a balalaika is a bust,
With friendly warmth, press it.
I am again in the USSR,
You did not know happiness without measure, yes!
Back to the USSR!
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Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Did not get to bed last night
On the way the paper bag was on my knee
Man I had a dreadful flight
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
Do not know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Been away so long I knew the place
Gee it's good to be back home
Leave it to tomorrow to unpack my case
Honey disconnect the phone
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
Do not know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia's always on my mind.
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You do not know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Show me your round of mountains
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm.
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
Do not know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.
I did not stay up all night.
The entire flight carried a paper bag,
But now that horror is away.
I'm back in the USSR!
You did not know happiness without measure, yes!
Back to the USSR!
It has not been here for a long time, it's so hard to learn everything,
It would be like being at home again,
Give up your suitcases tomorrow,
Sweetness, the connection would be turned off.
I'm back in the USSR!
You did not know happiness without measure, yes!
Again in the SS, I'm back in the SS, I'm back in the USSR!
Ukrainians in a blaze glance from the ground -
The West is paling all over,
With the Muscovites I could sing loudly,
What Georgia is in the world e-ee-ee-ee-ee-e-is! ABOUT! Come on!
I'm back in the USSR!
You did not know happiness without measure, yes!
Back to the USSR!
Ukrainians in a blaze glance from the ground -
The West is paling all over,
With the Muscovites I could sing loudly,
What Georgia is in the world e-ee-ee-ee-ee-e-is! ABOUT! Come on!
Let me see the snow on the slopes of the southern mountains,
To the dad's dacha,
A ringing rumble on a balalaika is a bust,
With friendly warmth, press it.
I am again in the USSR,
You did not know happiness without measure, yes!
Back to the USSR!
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Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Did not get to bed last night
On the way the paper bag was on my knee
Man I had a dreadful flight
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
Do not know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Been away so long I knew the place
Gee it's good to be back home
Leave it to tomorrow to unpack my case
Honey disconnect the phone
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
Do not know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia's always on my mind.
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You do not know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.
Show me your round of mountains
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm.
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
Do not know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.