Текст песни Муромов Михаил - Ирэн

Bad day in the morning, bad weather
An early passer-by was extinct all the way to the thread.
May sings a slightly okhriipoy pipe.
The wind waves a wet branch of lilac.

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Irene, admit it, Irene!
You really liked the lilac.
Why, Irene, you never
Didn’t you take my lilac bouquet?

I loved you, Irene, and no matter
That he kissed you only once.
I loved you, Irene, only sorry
For so many years he did not dare to admit it ...

chorus

A bad day in the morning, all proud proud.
Was different, alas, the other was your choice.
So be happy, and yet answer me:
"He gave you a bouquet of lilacs?"

chorus