Текст песни Максим Мигаль - На моей жене.

Lace on my wife
It looked very nice.
On a black horse
I raced home, back.

Earrings on my wife
Shines brighter lights.
On a black horse
He raced his might.

Wreath on my zhene-
The first flowers of spring.
On a black horse
He raced faster shadows.

The skin on my wife
Fine delicate silk.
On a black horse
He raced across the field for a long time.

Time is on my wife
It should not be left rough.
On a black horse
I raced, gripping teeth.

Beauty on my wife
Reason I deprived.
On a black horse
Rush is short.

The ring on my zhene-
Fidelity former symbol.
On a black horse
Rushing, tearing wires.

Primchalsya.Idu home.
Heart said stage.
Before meeting with my wife
There was a couple of moments.

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The man on my wife
He looked very dissolute.
On a black horse
I'm racing. Back.

2010