Текст песни Каштанов - Светка

I'll come to your birthday
Bring you a poem
And give beautiful flowers your favorite.
You got me at a table seated next,
Look at me tender look
And thou shalt be beautiful and most happy.

Chorus:

Why Sveta, Sveta,
You kiss me rarely.
Rarely so caress me,
After all, the world does not see.
If you want, I'm not going to smoke
And swing stop,
And I will go with you to learn
In your I Institute.

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Guests gather at half past five,
Will bring you all of this,
But they have no small presents,
More expensive than mine.
You got me at a table seated next,
Look at me tender gaze,
Disperse in the evening
All guests home.