Текст песни Зимовье Зверей - Моя подруга улетела в Магадан

S. Surganova

My girlfriend flew to Magadan.
Take off your hat
Cling to the gangway!
Screw free bird -
Not on the stage

Not that she was unlucky here,
Not to any of us in spite
Not a million, not a dime
And just like that.

Let someone say: "I do not understand!
How so - decide
All to lose!
And fly to Kalym!
All is not in the capital,
Not abroad! "

She will answer: "Nonsense"
After all, she has a friend there.
Everything else is tryn grass!
She is right.

Not that I’m not years old -
I, in general, too
Not too old -
But I do not go to Magadan
With one violin
And without a guitar.

I only sing about cities
But to me, alas, weakly like this -
Gather a suitcase furtively
And - to Magadan!

And it’s a pity that I didn’t bring it with me!
That would be a number!
I'd pretend to be a convoy.
No one would understand
I would save.

I put my hand on my heart:
I've seen many in my life
But to argue with fate -
For the first time.

Such frosts are not afraid.
It's snowing like foam
All knee-deep!
They are ready for the milestones
And to change

And I'll give them a telegram.
They are both there now,
Where the night misses the cats
Where do they drink "Agdam" ...

My girlfriends fly to Magadan
One by one
And the inheritance from God is given to me
Not a day without a line!

After all, someone should sing about the ladies,
What fly away to Magadan.
And if I don’t pay tribute to them,
Then who then?

I hit my knee, like in tom-toms ...
Or maybe also to Magadan?
Tear without looking, in the wake?
What really is there ...
Adieu, Madame!