Deribasovskaja
Приношу глубокие извинения знатокам английского языка (и не только английского)…..
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On Deribasovsky street open beerhouse,
There met all company from prison in beach South,
There was girls – Marusja, Rose, Raja
And satellite of life, sir Basil Shmarovouz.
Three semi girls and one rich gangster-boy,
Who go beg in town Nalchik, “goy”
And he come back on car produced Ford,
And clothe oneself elegant, as a lord.
And there was Moldavian woman Rose,
Beautiful as Greek ancient in the pose
And with she was she’s old and good boyfriend,
And satellite of life – sir Basil, understand.
Took she as take a handle from a tram,
He said to she: “My darling Rose am,
I ask you, no, I prevail you go
To dance with my good-bye, good-bye tango”.
But pretty Rose no want to dance,
With Basil she consider sweat once
And smile in answer young and pretty Rose,
And was red face of Basil Shmarovouz.
And come to them marker popular Monja,
From his backbone break cue in cafe Fankony,
Bastard was son madam Olezhker aunt Esja,
Popular bandersh pretty women all Odessa.
He come to them walk bird as pelican,
Take out he visiting-card from pocket one
And Monja said, as say all great poets:
“Advise you to keep your own portraits”.
Here come bandit Aron Shapiro danger,
He was to them almost similar stranger
And answer he: “Keep your ancient mother”.
And lift his white Panama to “shlimathel”.
Here begin such furious disorder
And fight by all crime company less border,
There beat girls – Marusja, Rose, Raja
And beat them sir Basil Shmarovouz!
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