Текст песни Песни нашего века - Счастливый жребий

After the rain of heaven is spacious,
Pigeon water, greener copper.
In the city garden - the flutes are wavy,
Kappelmeyster wants to take off.
In the city garden - the flutes are wavy,
Kappelmeyster wants to take off.

Oh, how the previous orchestras remember,
Not military, but from peaceful,
Spilled in the streets of the surrounding
That melody ... and there are no singing.
Spilled in the streets of the surrounding
That melody ... and there are no singing.

With us women, they are all beautiful,
And the cushion is all in bloom.
Maybe the lot will fall out happy -
Let's join the city garden again ...
Maybe the lot will fall out happy -
Let's join the city garden again ...

But from the past - from the past sorrow,
Like neither network like there is no pray
Spilled black streams
That melody is right in my chest.
Spilled black streams
That melody is right in my chest.

After the rain of heaven is spacious,
Pigeon water, greener copper.
In the city garden - the flutes are wavy,
Kappelmeyster wants to take off.
In the city garden - the flutes are wavy,
Kappelmeyster wants to take off.