Текст песни Олег Погудин - Ну чем тебе потрафить, мой кузнечик

B.Okudzhava

Well, than to please you, my grasshopper,
almost a hymn your space will announce?
Listen - he will heal from grief,
and listen - rose from the dead ...

What strings are fine,
that immediately after you enter the choir,
mysterious, sublime and passionate
Green your brothers and sisters?

What a miracle promises soon
fly off to our land from a height,
so easily backed by the chorus
so loudly of confession you?

You, too, from the poetic cohort
of our immortal regiment.
I shout and cry, maybe your work Thrust
descendants will appreciate down.

Therefore, this thanks,
his hand, and his madness
and voice, when soaring to wheeze,
he reaches the sky.