Текст песни Агудалин Владимир - Потому что через речку нет моста

Spinning, spinning, the day has passed
From the forest near the river, it started to rain
And the weather is changing, not casual
Because across the river, there is no bridge

Birds fly in the sky, nests fly
People put them in cells, they sing
In the sky a month lit up, and in the forests-Dan
Wild light stirred in scary dreams
Fashion Ave.
Old rum led the horse to the young man
Brave yes steppe, a blacksmith
The sun shines brightly in the sky, it’s not bad
Gypsies save from heat, only water
Maud.
As in our turbulent river, sailed
And on it is an old rum
His gray-haired head doesn’t matter
Life just went so wow