On a little stool we sit together
We say different words to each other
I bought you candy
You love me for that
Sveta, Sveta, Sveta.
The summer garden closed and puts out its lights
Daddy's gun will protect us from the enemy
At the last ruble, Sveta,
I bought you candy
Sveta, Sveta, Sveta.
Don't look, Sveta, so closely at my revolver
I'm a common St. Petersburg courtyard hooligan
At my last ruble, Sveta,
And love me for that
Sveta, Sveta, Sveta.