Авиньонское пленение панд
MURKA

english version



Now I tell the story, how all this happened.

Murka was the juice of juice that's right.

And in our district everybody missed her,

When she was arrested late at night.



Once we were on business, me and Rabinovich,

Then we dropped at nearest restaurant-hall,

There she was sitting with Tommy Bloody-Beater

And she had the browing black and small.



First we wanna gonna, 'cause we were alone,

But suddenly a revenge came to mind,

In the dirty parkline, where the people drink wine,

Our lovely Murka, you shall die.



How do you do my Murka, how do you do my darling,

How do you do my darling and good bye,

You have sold forever all our "malina",

And it is the reason you must die.



Rabinovich fired but instead of target

Me it was a little who was shot,

I was brought to doctor and Rabinovich "sterva"

Quickly took the girl to drink on spot.



"Blacky voronochek" and my heart is crying

And my heart is crying all the night.

In the dirty parkline, where the people drink wine,

Murka's body's lying still but fine.



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