Текст песни С. Наговицын - Маячок

She smiled at me today the fate of
Man I can relax.
Differing uncles, silent revelry.
On the porch came fresh breath.

Chorus:
Special machines beacon, beacon
Ogonёchkom soul all unwound.
Under the window whistling tramp-Cricket
But no, he did not wake me
Here are the things here, old man.
Well here I'm not going anywhere,
I finished his cigarette, "bull"
And on the flank and on the flank I fall.

Garden green foliage bowed,
The dog wagged its tail cocky.
Finally, I returned home,
Finally, I was done on his.

Chorus.

Life is not to throw out the old bouquet
Years past no chalk, no sotrёsh.
Maybe I was right then, maybe not
Only in the dark I went, not for nothing.

Chorus.