Whores

  & nbsp; 1.
 Walk the streets of may,
 You'll see here and there, -
 As windy of a whore, -
 They flash through the bushes.
 
 They have a perfect spring,-
 Brain fog.
 As if for cherries,
 Men come to them.
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Chorus:
 And men, and men!
 What fools you are.
 There would be a hat,
 Drape coat,
 And with a loud creak boots.
 
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 Girls-bespridannitsy,
 In flowers, like on a carpet.
 Boys really like it, -
 Spring is in the yard!
 
 Girls-bespridannitsy,
 Simple in their beauty.
 From the sun blush,
 Bathed in dew.
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Chorus:
 And by the dew, and by the dew,
 Girls like to run all.
 Swimsuit throwing off
 On willow branches,
 They run  in all their glory.
 
         3.
 Walk serene,
 Without knowing it,
 That old age is inevitable
 Asked to their house.
 
 But they don't believe it,
 Why would girls know,
 The life of the mill,
 They won't turn back.
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Chorus:
 What do they care?
 They don't care!
 Let the horse dance
 In someone else's coat.
 Let them breathe
 Muzhiks, -
 They are such fools!
 
 Evgeniy
 Shaporev
 February 4, 2001. –
 On October 15, 2002.