Текст песни Вадим Козин - Жигули

I loved you on the Volga,
And the heart beat the breast.
I do not forget the spring rapid,
Ah, Zhiguli my you, Zhiguli.
With you, I was so gratifying
Bonfires I remember and cornflowers,
And the Volga rolled everything smoothly ...
Ah, Zhiguli my you, Zhiguli.
Like threads Thin cobs,
Washed love my days,
Oh, the smell of spice raspberries ...
Ah, Zhiguli my you, Zhiguli.
Downed bezing monists,
And sang young blood
But kisses were clean,
How our young love.
Here are the days of separation,
The road goes somewhere ahead.
Well, let's make each other's hands
Ah, Zhiguli my you, Zhiguli.
Ah, Zhiguli my you, Zhiguli ...