Текст песни Юрий Гарин - Отдых на турбазе

Vers .: Yuri Garin

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We once with Vasya

We rested at the camp site
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I'm from the Volga climbs,
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I utrashki dolbanul.

What we reefs that we aground
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They wanted to rest
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Matured, tanned
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Vaska's just drowned.

Half an hour later a camp site
Dragged the diver
Woke, but not immediately
He opened his eyes, hiccupped
And & quot; Triple & quot; poured into the aorta
Immediately evident - the guy grated
Special, Excellent, Master of Sports
That's just too drowned.

Ran Director base:
Not seen diver
All spirits stole infection
All pohmelku kidnapped.
Oh, I find - screaming, and the boat,
And with a run I pulled the starter
And sped away on the fairway
Where, of course, he was drowned.

In general, put the ruble - put steward
There Bermuda Triangle
For dead dead
I shout as the & quot; Sentry! & Quot;
From the bushes in a single pursuit
All in belts and moonshine
Ran Colonel Pronin -
Well, this just drowned.

And then sank salable:
A doctor and a chef with a drunken aunt
Fishing control - the one with the boat,
Well, in the evening at all:
Two directors of the plant,
All tourists from the ship
And most importantly, we have sunk as the water -
No greeting, no things.

By night watchman appeared
He was not surprised
He says - you Th sbesilsya?
Look at the Volga - there she is.
There's the other day, a middle position
Drowned barge with vodka
Maybe swim ohotku?
And the dove. And silence...