Ya zamirala, inokom slysha ego shagi
I moe serdtse kamushkom padalo sverhy vniz
Upryamyi razum maminym golosom mne kritchal – “Begi”
I ya bezhala tol’ko vot ne ot nego, a s nim.
Allo, allo, allo mam!
Allo, allo, allo mam!
Veter poutirr i vse putem
Allo, allo, allo mam!
Allo, allo, allo mam!
Tchto zh ya ne mogu zabyt’ o nem...
Molva za nami parami sleduet slovio tem’
Tchuzhie lyudi utchat nas, kto my i kak nam zhit’
A ya lyubit’ posmela bez pamyati, kak v poslediii den’
I ne porryat’ tem lyudyam vo veki moei dushi...
Allo, allo, allo mam!
Allo, allo, allo mam!
Veter poutirr i vse putem
Allo, allo, allo mam!
Allo, allo, allo mam!
Tchto zh ya ne mogu zabyt’ o nem...
Kogda ushel on dumala mne bez nego ne zhit’
I moi slezy l’dinkami padali sverru vniz
I ne sovet mne nuzhen byl, mama, a lish’ tvoe – “Derzhis’!”
Prosti tchto pozdno bol’she mne ne komu pozvonit’!
Allo, allo, allo mam!
Allo, allo, allo mam!
Veter poutirr i vse putem
Allo, allo, allo mam!
Allo, allo, allo mam!
Tchto zh ya ne mogu zabyt’ o nem...
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