Текст песни Леонид Сергеев - На пикового туза

On the ace of spades, I tell fortunes
And that fall, that is not questioned
I will go to the city of Tver to Chagodaevym
I'm going to stay with the World Sasheyu
I get up late in the evening the boys
On the call will not reap - knock lightly
How sprotisya who's there, then I will answer
What I came to visit from afar
What was wound on the earth, the sky Do
I opt out of the water does not dry
Sveta will say that I was a long time
Sasha will say that I did not have them
And place in the kitchen we have a small
Afanasyeva popem, eka prodigy
The guitar is very old pobrenchim
In the little church we'll see that in the viewport
I tell them what I believe is still
And lit by the last of the matches we
And Dawn rub with a cloth box brimstone
And I'll go back trains
And in the car for themselves, something in time decided
Released through the window bird peak
And part of the turn slowing
Flex my luck horseshoe
And part of the turn slowing
Flex my luck horseshoe