Про Диму и Петю [Pro Dimu i Petyu] [English translation]

On the river Fontanka lies the city of Petrograd

The city of Petrograd, the city of Petrograd

There the people love to drink, yes to get drunk

To drink, yes to get drunk, to drink yes to get drunk

Both Dima and Petya had no rubles left

Had no rubles left, had no rubles left

They had to go to the Fins, they would have to busk

They would have to busk, they would have to busk

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Dima drank all the vodka, Petya burst into tears

Petya burst into tears, Petya burst into tears

How to get to Helsinki, it was so far away

It was so far away, it was so far away

On the road to Finland was the pole of cold

The pole of cold, the pole of cold

Even his beard wouldn’t save Dima

Even his beard, even his beard

Beneath the drugstore it was minus 46 at night

Minus 46, minus 46

Their ears would freeze, they couldn’t warm their hands, they couldn’t warm their feet, they might even die

Dima almost hit Petya in the eye with his bow

The eye would have suffered, if he hadn’t worn glasses

Petya broke his drums in two places,

In his moneybag were only pieces of five kopeks

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It seemed they were still at home,

They were still at home, they didn’t want to go

They felt relieved, but how to live on

But how to live on, to drink or not to drink?

We will form a band, whispered Petya

Dima began to dance, he took his violin

We will be merry, we will sing songs

We will sing songs, and play in Piter!