Текст песни Сергей Калугин и Оргия Праведников - Небритый гений

"Ah, you are the passage, my porch, I will be lucky!" -
Genius sings unshaven, sitting under the lilacs.
I drank unshaven genius himself with a bottle,
I am poking around in a tin half fork.

Then unshaven genius stupor from singing,
Mangled with an armful of twigs of lilac bush.
And gifts to passers-by the genius of the lilacs,
Threw them into confusion and perplexity.

The genius of the strange behavior of the police entered into doubt
And for pranks with lilac it was brought to the department.
The department head of bark and angry,
And in response unshaven genius he took, evaporated.

And, like a ghost in the sky over the houses
Promertsal unshaven genius moving wings.
And since then we have in the district genius disappeared,
And without them all perezavyali lilac bushes.