Текст песни Трофим - карты розданы черви -козыри

Grieving mother dear:
& Quot; shiftless son born a & quot;
I only seen the fate of this -
The cards are dealt, worms - trumps
I put life at stake. Eh,
The cards are dealt, worms - trumps
I put life at stake.

Horses race on the edge
And I have nothing more to lose
Lucky - I have my recoup,
Well, no - two deaths will not happen.

I was not looking for honors boyars,
God is not a cruel life of anger,
But sometimes walked regally -
Women spoiled, poor complain
Yes gold coins littered.

Horses race on the edge
And I have nothing more to lose
Lucky - I have my recoup,
Well, no - two deaths will not happen.

Where are you, denechki gold,
Young ladies with whom luck.
Is betrayed, forgotten -
I have only the main card
Raffle all the luck.

Horses race on the edge
And I have nothing more to lose
Lucky - I have my recoup,
Well, no - two deaths will not happen.