Текст песни Тесно - 05. Чижик-пыжик

Chizhik-Pyzhik

M. Mitrofanov - K. Polovneva

Oh, how I will sup.
Oh, how I will not sleep.
Oh, how I will remember about you.
Oh, how I'll scream.
Oh, how I will magnify.
Oh, how I would just like to call you.

Ashamed to get angry.
Sinful thing census.
Dokrichus sinful thing to you.
You will become you cut me,
You will become you reproach me,
You'll be talking to me about the soul.

Dug all the brains,
As if gryadochki,
His eyes filled with mortal anguish.
Heart sgryzli worms,
Like a ripe apple,
And the soul again goes to the toes.

In the morning you come to me,
In the morning you will save me,
In the morning you pour her another glass to me.
Oh, how I will appreciate,
Oh, how I'll love,
Oh, how I will be ready to forgive all.