Текст песни Музыкальный коллектив Петра Налича - Джигит

If you are born dzhigits
You're all over you reach the edge,
You get to the limit,
Kvintesentsii all!
The young horseman did not believe
If life is taught ...
However, believed that the force,
But do not make it!
Wonders trick riding
Impressive friends, girlfriends,
Drank wine of the calls mugs
And wore in his lapel brooch.
He sang arias by Rossini,
Was a success for the whole of Russia,
Because sang beautifully,
He was a miracle as well!
Once again felt ashamed,
Felt ashamed dzhigits
Ashamed for no reason,
Wonder why ...
Tore brooch with buttonholes
And give it to someone ...
All at once relieved,
It cleared up.
And, of course, loved it,
Loved, of course, passionately!
As they can only horsemen
Across the entire Russian!
So entwined in his mouth
Of the melodies, rhythms, songs,
She played the piano
The sole of his ...
Lai-la-la-la-lai-lai ...
And she said languidly,
Sated, sleepy and tired:
"I do not have to songs of the case!
Dzhigits I do not like! "
... With tore tore piano strings
And loudly slammed the lid!
Became quieter life horseman ...
Became quieter and boring ...