Текст песни Воровайки - Пой мальчик, пой

In the autumn park as if not a soul
Boy playing guitar
What is he singing about quietly, what is the soul singing about
I can hardly understand the words
Trembling in my voice, you look like me
Soul and heart

Sing, boy, sing
Hit your strings with your sweet hand
Sing, boy, sing
About my sadness, about my love

Let the wind circle the fallen leaves
They lay under my feet
There is no hurry today
No one is waiting for me
Now no one is waiting for me
Trembling in my voice, you look like me
Soul and heart

Sing, boy, sing
Hit your strings with your sweet hand
Sing, boy, sing
About my sadness, about my love