Текст песни Tatjana Iwanow Татьяна Иванова - Что мне горе

Let the guitar ring relentless
Let string after string cry
Your hazel eyes are foggy,
Under the tune and your fatal laughter.

What grief to me! Life sea
you can scoop out to the bottom.
Heart, be quiet! Higher higher
Old wine cups!

The gypsy song is no longer heard
all the gypsies fell asleep long ago
but for now there is a bottle of nampagne
live or no, it doesn't matter to me

So what if I am always obedient
You still can't get away from fate,
And why are we indifferent to fate?
No love - so well well well well