Текст песни Михаил Боярский - Песенка мушкетёров

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It's time-it's time-let's rejoice in our lifetime
To the beauty and the goblet, the lucky blade.
Bye-bye-swinging feathers on hats
We whisper to fate more than once: "Mercy sideways."

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Will again fasten the worn saddle,
And the wind cools the old wound.
Where are you, sir, to hell, brought,
Can't you afford peace?

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Paris needs money, ce la vie.
And he needs knights all the more.
But what is a knight without love
And what's a knight without luck?

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