Текст песни Борис Гребенщиков - Нью-Йоркские Страдания.

Dm Am
Between Bleeker and McDougal,
E Am
Many small cafes,
Dm Am
I wanted to buy the drug,
  E Am
And he went to Santa Fe.

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Over the New York sky, frowning
Granmersi rain over the park.
Calls Statue of Liberty,
Offers XTC.

The wind blows from the Brighton Beach,
With the smell of exile.
Go drink a glass of vodka
Zakushu drug.

In the summer here eat peyote,
And LSD eat spring.
Passion how many phones
In my book, notebook.

At night in Central Park
Marvelous blue sky.
And my manager - fool
I do not bring back grass.

He brought me sorrow,
Snake in the grass.
How can you live without cocaine -
Eight girls, one I have.

I have lived in Russia itself,
Yes, give me a job:
You ezzhaj, brother, in Manhattan,
And there expand consciousness.