Текст песни Аркадий Северный - Бутылка вина

It's a pity you can not see, can not catch,
And if I do not nalёsh glasses.
You do not love me, do not regret,
Even on the bottle will not let.

A bottle of wine! Headache!
And it hurts the one who does not drink anything!
A bottle of wine! Headache!
And it hurts the one who does not drink anything!

I would like to snuggle to the bottle,
Order to nip us a hundred.
And then, and drink, and be merry,
And as we drink anyhow!

A bottle of wine! Headache!
And it hurts the one who does not drink anything!
A bottle of wine! Headache!
And it hurts the one who does not drink anything!

Honey, how I want to cuddle,
Want to hug, kiss.
I would like to forever stay with you,
I would like to - I like! - Tell you.

A bottle of wine! Headache!
And it hurts the one who does not drink anything!
A bottle of wine! Headache!
And it hurts the one who does not drink anything!

Honey, call to mind the phrase,
Me what vodka anyway.
If you will lead me, at once,
And believe me, too, is not easy.

A bottle of wine! Headache!
And it hurts the one who does not drink anything!
A bottle of wine! Headache!
And it hurts the one who does not drink anything!

But if you just fell in love,
And this is also to be understood.
And you ruined me for pennies,
And now you do not want pohmelyatsya!

A bottle of wine! Headache!
And it hurts the one who does not drink anything!
A bottle of wine! Headache!
And it hurts the one who does not drink anything!