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Коллекция пародийных вольных переводов | ||
| Версия Евгения Меркулова
In the thiefal circles All called her as Mary. She was bold and powerful girl. Even our gangsters Were afraid this lady, And her brigand's life looked like a curl. Ones we went to a plunder - We were very thirsty, And came in a restaurant in the end. There was my Mary Near the policemen, And a pistol glittered in her hand. That's why we decided To revenge her later And decided just to go away. In a nook of by-street I met traitor Mary, One of us was doomed to death to-day. How are you, my Mary? How are you, my darling? Glad to meet you, darling, but bye-bye. You've betrayed already "Raspberry" of gangsters, Now get your "olive" and don't cry. |
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