Текст песни Виктор Бахмутов - Пословицы

Found braid on stone -
And spark fell out
Flame fragments,
And the heart burned down.

Pour it from the spring
Cold water
But, they say, a step to sin,
Think with your head.

Mudrey in the evening in the evening
But even if the night,
Love is trusting,
And it is necessary to help her.

Her, from all the adversity of keeping,
You can not buy-sell.
Why do the stone, say,
To keep the sinus.

Does not bother - do not wipe
So do not rub off the shoulder.
In three pines, the pain will be lost
On three castles sorrow.

Here is the conscience there is love to rive
And happiness - not to find.
It has long been known: life live -
Not semi go.