Разноцветная Москва 2009 (Рыжий Кот)

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Third stanza, fifth line (третий куплет, 5-я строчка):

"I am prancing down the streets on the laugh".

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Through the window, Im like viewing an art,

What a beauty it is outside now!

Like the colors were messed up all a sudden

At Dzerzhinka and Manege.

Moscows colored by a daybreak of green,

Theres a red and yellow cat on the bridge,

And a peddler at the metro-place is

Selling oranges of beige.

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Here, a window of a trolleybus gleams,

All the fare is motley, like in a film.

Friends, its awfully amusing to me,

To observe the outside world.

Heres an African from faraway climes

Whos embarrassed by his skin, pure white,

And a group of jolly boys nearby

Wolfing ice cream tinted purple.

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A militiaman is shaking his head,

Taken by the look of Moscow aback.

Hes beside himself, he cant understand,

Like a fish upon the rocks.

I am capering the streets on the laugh

I am up to any miracle now.

Lamps are hanging overhead, up for grabs:

Like bananas in Moroc.