Шуфутинский - Поехали извозчик
текст песни

Drove the cab driver to Arbat
On the pavement, evening Moscow
For all you, my sad friend and brother
I will give for tea the last golden.
Come on - the ka in passing
In a large regime and icy row
And the song Crumpled quiet rop
Drove the cab driver to Arbat

Chorus:
Drive their caury, chase
There, somewhere for Tver and know
Once on steep uhabam days
Happened challenge and I have my horses
Those days were smelled in the distance as a trough
Do not return them from the past back
More, soon, from sadness and longing
Drove the cab driver to Arbat

We will come on an hour in a not boring garden
I remember how wandered here at the moon
Birch trees in sad morning gold
Still probably remember me
The eyes of their late greenery Alley
Unfulfilled tenderness burn
How many friends are lost here
Drove the cab driver to Arbat

Chorus:
Drive their caury, chase
There, somewhere for Tver and know
Once on steep uhabam days
Happened challenge and I have my horses
Those days were smelled in the distance as a trough
Do not return them from the past back
More, soon, from sadness and longing
Drove the cab driver to Arbat

Drove the cab driver to Arbat
And at least no one long ago
There in the alley, in the house N5
My soul is my immortal lives
Drive their horses yes
Let the rules fly under the hooves
I'm going to visit my youth
Drove the cab driver to Arbat

Chorus:
Drive their caury, chase
There, somewhere for Tver and know
Once on steep uhabam days
Happened challenge and I have my horses
Those days were smelled in the distance as a trough
Do not return them from the past back
More, soon, from sadness and longing
Drove the cab driver to Arbat