Текст песни Александр Маточкин - Скажи скажи красавица из двух любишь которого

Tell tell the beauty of the two you love
of course in the life of the first now I love the last
the last friend of the poor thing bent his little head on his chest
moistened a handkerchief of burning tears with tears she did not believe
did not believe laughed went cute to the horse yard
to bridle a horse bridle a saddle saddle
I sat on my horse and took off my cap, Mila said goodbye