Текст песни Пикник - Не в опере венской

Not in the Vienna Opera,
A club Smolensk
Found each other.
It seemed - only a little
Until happiness left
Oh right?
Oh right?

Like in the world
Frolic like children
And sing until the morning.
And drunk the yard,
As morning thief
Stole their souls.

I'm not Earl of Kent,
And so - rustic.
I'm not Earl of Kent,
And so - rustic.

Not in the Vienna Opera,
A club Smolensk
Found each other.
Wine and quickly
Cafe & quot; Pinocchio & quot;
Their hands clasped.
Their hands clasped.

And what is to blame?
With the fate of the humpbacked
Met secretly.
And what is to blame?
Location patches
Fortunately for this?
Fortunately for this?

I'm not Earl of Kent,
And so - rustic.
I'm not Earl of Kent,
And so - rustic.

Not in the Vienna Opera,
A club Smolensk
Each other ...
Each other ...

And I do not Earl of Kent,
And so - rustic.
And I do not Earl of Kent,
And so ... And so ...