Текст песни Леонид Утёсов - Студенческий вальс

Spring wind over Moscow,
And I, poor, don't care
That the moon shines so bright
As if teasing us out the window.

I have a week left
Oh, how cold it is in my chest:
Heart beats, nose shakes -
After all, the exam is ahead!

I won't come on Sunday
You will wait in vain
And along the spring street
You will go for a walk with yourself.

I'm shedding tears
I'll show my tongue to the moon.
If I liked the exam
The way I like you!

There is no sadder song,
There is no strength to continue it!
Like Romeo and Juliet
The exam separated us!