Текст песни Олег Погудин - То не ветер ветку клонит

Music by Alexander Varlamov
Words Seeds Stromilova

That's not the wind tends to branch ,
Not Dubravushka noise -
That my heart groans ,
As autumn leaf trembles ;

Plagued me grief ,
Podkolodnaya snake! ..
Burn out my torch ,
Burn down with you and I !

Not habitation me here without a cute :
Who now go to the altar ?
Know judged me rock with grave
Hoops great.

Make way , raw land ,
Give me , young man , peace,
Adopt me , my dear,
Closely cell coffin .

I fast life is like ,
I ate sadness , longing ...
Soon, eh, eh soon , deathly
Hide my chest board ?