Текст песни Александр Розенбаум - Я - семен в законе вор

I - Semen, a thief in law,
Myself I'm a prosecutor,
Benya Krik is my friend, my sister - Nechama,
I brother - surf,
Moldavanka - sweet home,
And my destiny - Odessa-mama.

Where I just did not happen,
What I just did not see,
But I always come back to the estuary.
Slalom monks fraerov,
And three days caught bulls
And lying on the golden sand.

I - Semen, a thief in law,
Swift will talk
If something goes wrong and the time is up.
As D'Artagnan is not much,
Beau, I only once,
Well, then do not breathe.

None of the thousands, for nothing
His vest and bell-bottoms
In a chic suit would not change.
And suddenly need -
I count up so that Duke
With pedistala peel if I fraer.

I - Semen, I said,
Maybe someone did not catch up,
This case is a private, who knows ...
But I want to warn:
It may even be,
Old Hertz has & quot; blinking Laba & quot ;.