Текст песни Михаил Круг - я назвал тебя

I called you my loss
And luck is a passing bird.
But I believed in you as in happiness.
Well, as you know, I want to say goodbye.

And let the fraer be the one you cry about,
Caressing after a year of separation.
He will be delighted, not otherwise,
And he will, perhaps, lift him into his arms.

It crumbles in a warm word,
A kiss is a must.
And to the grave with love
Will call you naturally.

Bravo, honey, it's very simple.
Sorry for wasting time, how much.
Why did I keep looking at the stars
Why did we kiss so much.

Do not scold yourself, left beautifully.
Life pushed, a little pampered.
Brought closer for a moment and separated.
I didn't kiss goodbye.

Well, okay, that was in the past.
It's my fault, of course, again.
Remember only one good thing.
Well, great happiness to you in general!

And I sing!
I'm not sad!
Let that fraerok lucky be sad
He's a whimsical (still what)
And I ... (And you are our Tverskoy)
Our people in Tver are simple but proud!

Our people in Tver are simple but proud!