Milen'kiy ty moy
Poteryala ya pokoy,
Yedu-yedu za toboy,
Oligarkhovyy ty moy.
Da lezhu ya na plyazhu,
Tam morozhenoye lizhu,
Da po storonam glyazhu,
A yevo ne nakhozhu.
My takiye raznyye,
Zagorelo-krasnyye,
Ofigenno-modnyye,
Devushki svobodnyye.
Vy takiye raznyye,
Umnyye, no strannyye,
Glupyye, krasivyye, muzhiki.
Oy, smotri kakoy,
Simpatichnyy, molodoy,
Ne podkhodit mne takoy,
Slishkom bol'no molodoy.
A vot et smotri kakoy,
Tolstyy s tsep'yu zolotoy.
Ty chego sovsem tovo,
On prishol syuda s zhenoy.
My takiye raznyye,
Ryzhiye i krasnyye,
Tyomnyye i belyye,
Superzagorelyye.
Vy takiye raznyye,
Kabeli opasnyye,
Okh, nepostoyannyye, muzhiki.
Solntse, more, belyy pesok,
Menya kachayet, chayki nad golovoy.
I nakryvayet nezhnoy, tyoploy volnoy,
Ya zakryvayu glaza, ya predstavlyayu yevo.
Milen'kiy ty moy,
Ya skuchayu za toboy,
Ya skuchayu za toboy,
Moy lyubimyy, moy rodnoy.
Da lyazhu ya na plyazhu,
Na animatoru glyazhu,
Slozy l'yutsya po litsu,
Ya domoy k tebe khochu.