Lyrics Мясоедовская - Мясоедовская

We have it in Odessa in the Moldovanka region
Street is an ordinary friend
Old wipers sweep the courtyards
To blaze my street.

Street, street, street native
Myasoediv Street My
Street, street, street native
Myasoedovskaya, my dear.

Here live decent people.
Nobody here steals or drinks ... compote.
If you do not believe, go and check,
Who lives on our street.

Leonid Utesov lived on our street
He sang his songs with a guitar.
And when he created jazz, he did it for the first time
A song about my street.

They asked me to change my apartment.
With a vain view of the Moscow River.
I agree to exchange, but please take into account the moment,
Only together with my street.

Mishka here Japonchik all knew
Though I did not live on Myasoedovskaya
The past took a long time together with the old world
He walked along this street