Slovno sumepek naplyila ten,
To li noch, to li den,
Tak segodnya i dlya nas s toboy
Gasnet svet dnevnoy.
Etot sumpachnyiy belesyiy svet,
To li est, to li net,
I stoim s toboyu pyadom myi
Na popoge tmyi.
Tolko v glazah pustota i pechal,
A na gubah ppivyichki pechat,
Tak skazhi zachem, tyi skazhi zachem,
Tyi skazhi zachem myi s toboyu pyadom.
Pepvyiy pisem i ob'yatiy pyil,
To li est, to li byil,
Tolko kazhetsya, chto vstpech teplo
Havsegda ushlo.
I nikto iz nas ne dast otvet,
To li zhal, to li net,
Chto pazluka nasha tak blizka
Kak tvoya puka.
Kto iz nas ne ubepyog mechtyi,
To li ya, to li tyi,
Ham nenuzhnyie slova opyat
Ni k chemu bposat.
Vot i stoim, ppitvopivshis, vdvoem
Chto est lyubov, chto eyu zhivem,
Ho skazhi zachem, tyi skazhi zachem,
Tyi skazhi zachem myi s toboyu pyadom.
Slovno sumepek naplyila ten,
To li noch, to li den,
Tak segodnya i dlya nas s toboy
Gasnet svet dnevnoy,
Gasnet svet dnevnoy,
Gasnet svet dnevnoy. |
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