Как на улице на Новой на Басманной,
Три упитанных холеных полисмена.
В рань такую уж кого то поджидали,
И в томленьи страстно руки потирали.
А точнее тех ментонов было двое,
Ну а третья там была милиционерша,
И к тому же все внушительных размеров,
И все трое так коварно улыбались.
Like on the street on the new one on Basmann,
Three well -fed Hole policeman.
In the early such a way they were waiting for someone
And in languorously, they rubbed their hands passionately.
Or rather those mentons were two,
Well, the third there was a policeman,
And besides, all impressive sizes,
And all three smiled so insidiously.