Текст песни Владимир Асмолов - Мадам

And you were -
What do you want to call -
Goddess, whore,
Cheap cocotte.
Flew off the lips
Declarations of love
When the tongue
Untied vodka.

And I am simple
Soviet bully,
Who knew only about a hairdryer
Yes, for mom,
Squeezing,
Crushed in a handful
Glass,
Suddenly spoke
In high words.

I'm upset madam
I won't lie, madam
But there is time -
What are our years!
And I'm ready again
Play with you
After all, apart from
Of hateful freedom
Me in this life
Nothing to lose!

Madam,
My madam.

I'm like a miser
I counted the days on my fingers
When from heaven
You condescended to me
When with you
We were alone
At least nothing
And it didn't.

And you were
My lady of clubs
And our romance
Was a card game.
You turned out
Queen's bluff -
I lost
That party with you.

I'm upset madam
I won't lie, madam
But there is time -
What are our years!
And I'm ready again
Play with you
After all, apart from
Of hateful freedom
Me in this life
Nothing to lose!

Madam,
My madam.