Lyrics Неизвестен - Частушки под драку

We have iron chains
We split the iron bridge.
And who touches Ataman
Izmolotim as oats ...

Vologda arrived
On the bulb look.
Soon, soon, these bulbs
Under the shops will fly ...

We have not come to woo,
Do not choose the girls.
We came to fight,
Of revolvers to shoot.

Ataman is on the river bank,
Behind him podrostochki.
Who touches Ataman,
Flashed cane.

We never disappeared,
And I do not perish.
And our little parteechkoy
Most zashib.

Ataman his cap Green
On the ground laid,
He took out a knife from his pocket
And he said: & quot; will not run! & Quot;

Outside the village slammed a shot,
The river went mist.
Run away with the first bullet -
This is hell, no chieftain!

From cutting by slicing
Bullet rushed,
Before comrade reached
Yes, it will stop.

I bully-boy,
Batko makes a revolver -
From carts otymaet
The wheel on the drum.

And I do not regret anything
And no more expensive!
If the head broken off,
I Korchagov tie!

My finca number five,
Gilded sock.
If someone has not died,
Store up on the coffin boards!

We guys, hedgehogs,
In our pocket knives.
Finca, sharp little toe,
Do not get stuck between the gut!

They beat, beat, beat
In the near RYABINUSHKA.
A bandaged wounds
All four milushki.

And our little shaechka
Walk, walk, walk!
And our little shaechku
Nobody touches!

They beat, beat, beat,
Cane steel wound.
But from the little white shirt,
Blood was pouring hot!

Ah, my friends, enjoy yourself!
Ear, I do not hang!
A seven slaughter me,
And I will not have ... what!

We walked with a friend -
In two one revolver.
Four years prinudilovki
Divided in half!

And they say that fighting
Yes indeed - a hurricane!
On a hot stone will stand,
A zaletku not give up.

They say that the combat,
Yes indeed Boyechko.
And no, I battle
Combat and drolechka!

They say that the combat,
Yes indeed chieftain!
The chief of police
Cropped revolver.

By Derevenko go,
And many do not kalyakaem.
And who divide the face,
This baby slyapat!

And Derevenko go,
Sami chairmen,
And no one does not stick,
Go to ... you do not stick!

At an outdoor party going,
I argued the father:
& quot; For you guys get angry,
Take an edge & quot ;.

At an outdoor party going,
I argued the mother:
& quot; For you girls are angry,
Take with tongs! & Quot;

At an outdoor party going,
Old Man put his snout.
Nurse whispered in his ear:
& quot; Do not get drunk, stupid! & quot;

At an outdoor party going,
I argued the father:
& quot; at work, man, quitter,
A walk-it - well done & quot ;.

The women are judged on the bridge,
What I grow lazy.
I do not have a look at the women,
I go lie down on the stove!

Goodbye, comrades,
Lead me to court!
Ahead of accordion playing,
Behind the little child are!

Chechen young
Navariya soup
and I started to pour
scalded hand

big bazaar
many Chechens
Russian girl goes
let her road

Shamil stood on the mountain
He prayed to God
Freedom for the people
He bowed

Chechen young
I bathed in the lake
hand-foot shot off
Baska was no

You played me this
& quot; bumpkin & quot; Amusing,
to not hurt the belly
I have sinful. (Pskov).

You played us this,
jerked to his feet,
that whosoever soplinosy
before we did not jump. (Ekaterinburg).

You cut, duck a little,
You still cut-to
-moe body young
It grows well. (Urals).

At the dagger handle ala,
the handle is twisted like a snake
-zavedu big fight
-vyruchay dagger me. (Urals).

I froze, froze - not frozen
Petrograd Neva ...
Knife stuck, turned
-pokatilas head. (St. Petersburg).

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