Текст песни Рондо - Грешной души печаль

In the fall of tears and anguish forward
As dividends contributor
I am a prisoner of cloudy days
Prisoner anguish
And against the clock there on the corner
Again banged shoemaker
In the rhythm of the rain, a moment caught,
Erased knocked heel

CHORUS:
And circled shroud, like poplar,
I looked in the mirror quivering puddles
And I understood why Gogol once
Burned the second volume & quot; Dead Souls & quot;
With the last cry of a lonely bird
I raced down the highway as the mistral,
A stream flowed from the speakers
& quot; Sinful soul sorrow & quot;

The warmth of life in my purse
It was hiding & quot; broken & quot;
Waiting for its release to the public,
To go to the treasury.
Sopping wet, and the rain knocks
Like the drum
Autumn will come and make a poet
Blues sing string