Zaviol ia devushku v saraj,
I byl tam ochen' tusklyj svet.
Ia ej khotel, khotel pokazat'.
Svoj dorogoj, svoj instrument.
Vot ehto, chem ia dorozhu!
Ia ej sejchas pokazhu!
Interes eio byl velik,
I instrument ona nachala smotret',
Nezhno rukoj gladit' ego,
Ochen' khotet' ego tozhe imet'.
Vot ehto, chem ia dorozhu!
Ia ej sejchas pokazhu!
Pila vonzilas' ej v rebro,
Po miloj bashne zvonko molotok poddal!
V spinu - topor, v ruku - sverlo!
V pakh vpilsia nozh, kotorym rezhut metall!
Vot ehto, chem ia dorozhu!
Iz trupa miloj dostaiu!
Moi instrumenty!
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