Текст песни Александр Кальянов - Вышей мне рубаху

All of us in this life without returning Sgin
But in the age of cheerful songs do not sing the
Vyshey you I embroider , white shirt
To my holiday was what to wear

Vyshey my shirt blue flowers
Zhitom , cornflowers , well, at the edges
Clean keys , ringing streams
That flow , flow into the sea - the ocean

Vyshey resinous pine forest , the smell of strawberry
That heart beat loudly , passionately
Do bees arrive , sit on shirt
Fly cuckoo, he will sit on his shoulder

Vyshey my shirt flock of cranes
Morning fog , icy dew
Red viburnum , sweet raspberries
And this bitter rowan

What's haunting month that he conjures there
Silvery light soul Ledenev
If you stop loving autumn blows
And my shirt circled with me

Will be a short day , it is night will be long
Sobbed storm , sing over that
Red viburnum , sweet raspberries
And such a fragile rowan

No word heart does not deceive
All - that my heart feels advance
And when you leave , everything on it will wither
And when you get back - all it will bloom
And when you leave , everything on it will wither
And when you get back - all it will bloom .