Цыц, вы, шкеты, под вагоном!
Вмиг кондуктор сгонит вас.
Едим мы, от грязи черны,
А поезд мчит нас на Кавказ.
Сигнал. Свисток. Я сел на ось.
И опять нас повез паровоз.
А мы без дома, без угла,
Шатья беспризорная.
Эх, судьба, моя судьба!
Ты как кошка черная!
Спросят: "Кто?" - А я не знаю,
По профессии я вор,
А мать моя - чужбина злая.
Отец мой - ветер и простор.
Сигнал. Свисток. Я сел на ось.
И опять нас повез паровоз.
А мы без дома, без угла,
Шатья беспризорная.
Эх, судьба, моя судьба!
Ты как кошка черная!
Впереди в вагоне мягком
Едет с дочкою нэпман.
"А ну-ка, ты, на полустанке
Ну разорись хоть на нарзан!"
Сигнал. Свисток. Я сел на ось.
И опять нас повез паровоз.
А мы без дома, без угла,
Шатья беспризорная.
Эх, судьба, моя судьба!
Ты как кошка черная!
Tsyts, you, the jackets, under the car!
In a moment, the conductor will drive you away.
We eat, the dirt is black,
And the train rushes us to the Caucasus.
Signal. Whistle. I sat on the axle.
And again we were driven by a locomotive.
And we are without a house, without a corner,
Shatya is a homeless child.
Oh, fate, my destiny!
You're like a cat black!
Ask: & quot; Who? & Quot; - I do not know,
By profession I'm a thief,
And my mother is a foreign woman.
My father is the wind and space.
Signal. Whistle. I sat on the axle.
And again we were driven by a locomotive.
And we are without a house, without a corner,
Shatya is a homeless child.
Oh, fate, my destiny!
You're like a cat black!
Ahead in the car soft
He goes with his daughter Nepman.
"Well, you, on the station
Well, ruin at least for narzan! & Quot;
Signal. Whistle. I sat on the axle.
And again we were driven by a locomotive.
And we are without a house, without a corner,
Shatya is a homeless child.
Oh, fate, my destiny!
You're like a cat black!