Текст песни Иван Кучин - Тальянка

Garmon mine Talianki,
With you we are now together
Sadness for this fall
On the edge of the Wicked.

Passed love, and memory
Only the songs,
Where I still suffer,
Where do I even love.

Oh, the old Talianki,
I remember, I remember
My fugitive
Eyes almond.

Everything in life is broken too,
One only you imperishable.
Under my fingers softly
Creaks in an empty hut.

No Do you call her
His intimate.
No Do you believe her,
As himself.

Oh, the old Talianki,
What are you sypesh again
In the old wounds,
Yes, my love.

I broke his accordion,
He smashed his Talianki
In his drunken stupidity
And it is not out of malice.

What's more I do not sung
About sweet fugitive
With the eyes of almonds
And glass heart.

Ah, poor Talianki,
Weep not for mourning.
Moving away from the booze
And cure you.