Текст песни Александр Новиков - Ах ты,жизнь,заплаты-клочья

Oh, you , life - patch - pieces ,
Pereshito a hundred times
So beautiful , but not very
Something glad eye .

Flies on three accounts
Under the blows of the whip ,
But it is something
All the same length as it .

Time!..
And here it is - I was born.
Two!..
Love and be passed .
Three!..
What beat than bummed ,
I threw , and was
Before God flaunt .

He looked and he wondered :
Well in petticoats him
The one in which you were born ?
Not demolition, why ?

- There is no secret in it ,
No it shine so warm.
But I have this shirt
For you saved the .