Михаил Ножкин - А на кладбище всё спокойненько 1963
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Words and music by M. Kogozhkin

A quarter century in works and in concerns, I,
I'm running, in a hurry and hurry.
And how free time will be.
I go out for a walk.

There in the cemetery so calmly,
Neither enemies nor friends can see.
Everything is cultural, everything is decent,
Exceptional grace!

We have a strange fate:
We are worried at night and day
And each other's gear at meetings,
We tear, throat Derem.

And in the cemetery so calmly
Neither enemies nor friends can see.
Everything is cultural, everything is decent,
Exceptional grace!

Ah, my family, scandalous pack,
Oh, you, a drunk, drury neighbor ...
You, my communal apartment,
In the afternoon and night, there is no rest.

And in the cemetery so calmly
Among the verb, poplars and birch.
Everything is cultural, everything is decent,
And the apartment issue has been resolved there!

Here, for example, you want to drink you,
And they don’t give you anywhere to drink.
Everyone is watching, yes threaten a sober -up,
Yes, they spit into a drunk soul.

And in the cemetery so calmly
From the public in the distance,
Everything is cultural, everything is decent,
And a snack on a tubercle!

Old people, I am a Shakespeare by vocation,
I would write hamlets, friends!
But there is no recognition from critics,
There is no life from the police.

And in the cemetery according to tradition
Do not hear anyone, not to see.
There are no critics or police,
Exceptional grace!