Вероника Долина - Не дети Арбата
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We are not Arbata children
We are not Arbata children
We fell on other years
They will not let us go back
They will not let us go back
We were barely allowed here
From the children of Biryulev
To the children of Tropareva
Blue Dandem
These legs are healthy
These faces are harsh
No one will read these thoughts
Between Kuzminok Neniac
In the middle of legged leggings
Saughty and cries a simpleton
He will not find the path
On his native Neglinka
He will not find, poor thing, nothing
On the Khodynka Deryuzhnaya
On the Horde Air
This crust of unbearable ice
Not a passing passion
Not a pride unnecessary
No longing, no shame, no trace
Smell deeper
Let's wrap ourselves out more
Closer, firmly breathing winter
From the Chertanovskoy sash
To Lusinovskaya hill
On Krylatsky pulls the hills
We are not Arbata children
We are not Arbata children
We fell on other years
They will not let us go back
They will not let us go back
We were barely allowed here