Lyrics Александр Городницкий - Я иду по Уругваю
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"Я иду по Уругваю,
Ночь - хоть выколи глаза.
Слышны крики попугаев
И мартышек голоса".
Над цветущею долиной,
Где не меркнет синева,
Этой песенки старинной
Мне припомнились слова.
Я иду по Уругваю,
Где так жарко в январе,
Про бомбёжки вспоминаю,
Про сугробы на дворе.
Мне над мутною Ла-Платой
Вспоминаются дрова,
Год далёкий сорок пятый,
Наш отважный пятый "А".
Малолетки и верзилы
Пели песню наравне.
Побывать нам не светило
В этой сказочной стране.
Я иду по Уругваю,
В субтропическом раю,
Головой седой киваю,
Сам с собою говорю.
Попугаев пёстрых перья,
Океана мерный гул...
Но линкор немецкий "Шпее"
Здесь на рейде затонул.
И напомнит, так же страшен,
Бывшей мачты чёрный крест,
Что на шарике на нашем
Не бывает дальних мест.
Я иду по Уругваю
В годы прошлые, назад,
Вспоминаю, вспоминаю,
Вспоминаю Ленинград...
"Я иду по Уругваю,
Ночь - хоть выколи глаза.
Слышны крики попугаев
И мартышек голоса".
"I'm going through Uruguay,
Night - at least you have gouged out your eyes.
Cries of parrots are heard
And the voice monkeys ".
Above the flowering valley,
Where the bluish does not fade,
This song of the ancient
I remembered the words.
I'm going through Uruguay,
Where it's so hot in January,
About the bombing, I remember,
About snowdrifts in the yard.
To me over the murky La Plata
I remember the wood,
A year distant forty-fifth,
Our brave fifth is A & quot ;.
Babes and Verdils
We sang the song on a par with.
To visit us was not the light
In this fabulous country.
I'm going through Uruguay,
In a subtropical paradise,
Head nodded,
I'm talking to myself.
Parrots of colorful feathers,
The ocean is a measured buzz ...
But the German battleship "Shpee"
Here in the roadstead I sank.
And will remind you, just as terrible,
The former mast a black cross,
What's on the ball on our
There are no distant places.
I'm going to Uruguay
In the years past, back,
I remember, I remember,
I remember Leningrad ...
"I'm going through Uruguay,
Night - at least you have gouged out your eyes.
Cries of parrots are heard
And the voice monkeys ".
Night - at least you have gouged out your eyes.
Cries of parrots are heard
And the voice monkeys ".
Above the flowering valley,
Where the bluish does not fade,
This song of the ancient
I remembered the words.
I'm going through Uruguay,
Where it's so hot in January,
About the bombing, I remember,
About snowdrifts in the yard.
To me over the murky La Plata
I remember the wood,
A year distant forty-fifth,
Our brave fifth is A & quot ;.
Babes and Verdils
We sang the song on a par with.
To visit us was not the light
In this fabulous country.
I'm going through Uruguay,
In a subtropical paradise,
Head nodded,
I'm talking to myself.
Parrots of colorful feathers,
The ocean is a measured buzz ...
But the German battleship "Shpee"
Here in the roadstead I sank.
And will remind you, just as terrible,
The former mast a black cross,
What's on the ball on our
There are no distant places.
I'm going to Uruguay
In the years past, back,
I remember, I remember,
I remember Leningrad ...
"I'm going through Uruguay,
Night - at least you have gouged out your eyes.
Cries of parrots are heard
And the voice monkeys ".