Текст песни Андрей Макаревич - Песенка Про грустных людей

Who would have told me in a letter or word,
Why sadness inherent in cows?
Why is it not in the jumps,
Why she grunts like crying?

And why the cow that fun? -
And the yield of bad and need to calve ...
If you feed them hay only poor devils,
And if something goes wrong - a log on the back.

And meadows name, but it was not worth running -
Still find - by the horns and stall.
If these many years cow soul
Treats old grandfather whip shepherd.

If faith in a miracle they have killed,
If it was bad and did not like,
Even if someone cares and pampers,
So this is the only one who then slaughter.

I caress her and feed chocolate,
A terrible torment yourself a mystery:
That here it blinks and does not understand,
What a sight it to me something reminds.