Текст песни Андрей Макаревич и Оркестр Креольского Танго - Песня про отца

If the father would be alive
I'd called him home
And probably asked : & quot; You all jump Hill ?
How's it going? Where were you? Who drank ? & Quot;
And probably asked : & quot; You all jump Hill ?
How's it going? Where were you? Who drank ? & Quot;

And my father would say this :
& quot; As traktuesh father , jerk !
However, that you take - come in, ladies devour ...
Well you , I suppose, without spears again ! & Quot;
However, that you take - come in, ladies devour ...
Well you , I suppose, without spears again ! & Quot;

And I came to the house of his father.
He would have warmed me PCMF
And of dried sprats would sandwich
And say : & quot; Davis , swallow ! & Quot;
And of dried sprats would sandwich
And say : & quot; Davis , swallow ! & Quot;

I would all grind , milled ,
And say : & quot; Well, I went ...
A supets was good ! & Quot; And my father would : & quot; Well,
Want to eat more , come & quot ;.
A supets was good ! & Quot; And my father would : & quot; Well,
Want to eat more , come & quot ;.

I would have walked out, Kurnool haze
Would il March April in the juice ,
And it was wound b starling on birch curve
If the father would be alive ...
And it was wound b starling on birch curve
If the father would be alive ...