So I decided to put in their own two first-hand the famous Soviet underworld hits.
Lyricist Ilya Reznik on one long teletusovke, complaining that wonderful melody "Murka" did not perform on television because of its priblatnennosti, offered his own version of the text, adapted for children's performance. I'm afraid to make a mistake, but, in my opinion, then it is still not fulfilled. It was strange to others, none of those present on the transfer of the musicians did not see Elijah Rahmelevichu, that the melody something to blatnyaku has nothing to do and is often passed on all TV and radio channels in the performance of the extremely popular when Paco de Lucia. The fact that this is actually the famous tango "Tomo y obligo" Carlos Gardel. On YouTube has a record of its performance of the movie was filmed in Paris in 1931 "Las luces de Buenos Aires".
And if some people have similarities with its "Murko" is sometimes in doubt, the similarity is not less than the famous "Deribasovskoy" c "El choclo" Angel Villoldo somnekny no objections. Written tango as much in 1903. Performed by Carlos Gardel with Yutuba removed, so putting in the performance of Roland Diensa.
Tomo y obligo
Manuel Romero
Volume and obligations, mándese a drink,
need the memory now kill
without a friend away from
I pay my pain in your chest dump.
Drink with me, and if it tarnishes
occasionally my singing voice, is not that
cry because I cheat,
I know that a man should not mourn. If the grass
talks, this would tell
pampa how loved, how I loved fever.
many Sometimes his knees, trembling, I have sunk under the leafless tree
where one day I kissed her.
And today at her debased and other arms surrendered,
was for me a stab of jealousy and blinded me, and I swear
still can not convince
as I could hold back and not just there killed.
Volume and obligations, mándese a drink;
women's best not to talk,
all, my friend, are very poorly paid
and today my experience can affirm. Follow
advice, do not fall in love
and if it's up rooting around,
force canejo, suffer and do not cry
a macho man should not mourn.
The corn
Enrique Santos Discepolo
With this tango, burlóny compadrito
wings tied ambition my suburb;
this tango tango was born, and as a cry
left the seedy neighborhood looking for heaven;
strange spell of a love turned
cadence that opened the way no other law that hope
mixture of anger, sorrow, faith,
no crying in the innocence of a playful rhythm.
miracle of your birth
ominous notes, without thinking, the paicas and grelas,
moon pools,
canyengue on hips and a fiery desire in the way of love ... Evoking
, tango beloved
feel the shaking of a dance hall
tiles and hear the grumbling of my past ...
Today, I have no use whatever my mother, I feel her coming
pointed 'and walk to kiss
when your song comes to the sound of a bandoneon.
Carancanfunfa he went to sea with your flag and a pin
mixed Paris with Puente Alsina. Sad
gavióny buddy of mine and even
bacány crony of the babe.
For you shusheta, cana, reo and became voices
mishiadura born with your destiny ... Mass
skirts, kerosene, cut and knife,
that burned in the tenements and burned in my heart.