Текст песни Евгений Крылатов - Сережка ольховая

Like the wind in the palm of the sergeuer Olhov
Will the cuckoo begin through the shout of the train to cook -
I'll think about it as the hired life to interpret
And again I come to the inability to interpret.

Silge of alder light like a fluff -
But it will be blown away everything will be in the world wrong.
And apparently life is not such a thing a trifle,
When nothing looks like a trifle

Cyrus Olchova Better than any prophecy -
He will become different - who quietly broke her.
Let us not give to change everything immediately as you want -
When we change - the world changes.

Clears the soul with changes not to ozlobyma:
Friends who did not understand and just betrayed - sorry.
Sorry and understand even if it is fading love,
Sergeka Olkhova from her palm let her go.