Текст песни Александр Каневский - Овечка

Singing:
I met with you for half a year,
I got married with my soul, I loved you.
But cupid shot from heavenly thunder,
Naked was a wolf without skins.

Chorus:
What a sheep you were ... (Oh la-la-la ...)
Affectionate, gentle and kind,
The scent of your lips. And proud.
Ruthless grip firm
You stick a knife in your throat

Singing:
The land of the fields remained deserted,
Where we have planted the labors of all days.
No tree, no sun, no crane.
Only the rivers are salty, the earth is dead.