Текст песни Сергей Цысс - Настя

Oh, tell me, Nastya,
Is there happiness in life?
What is happiness?
Where to find it?
In the Petersburg fogs,
Or in distant lands,
Or at the doorstep
At home?

Bad weather outside the window -
The rain is in power
Nastya fell asleep,
Nastya has a dream:
Playful breeze
Overflows of the sea
The negro is handsome
Holds a saxophone.

Negro plays songs
The ones that are the most wonderful
And it sounds lovely
A wonderful saxophone.
Nastya, taking off her Panama,
Came out of the wigwam
Brought her bananas
Golden elephant.

She dreams, for example,
Fervent caballero!
Passionately and without measure
He is in love with Nastya.
And a lovely lady
Nastya became, straight -
Poured mom!
Too bad this is a dream ...

When asked about happiness
Smile to me, Nastya,
Tell me about a Negro,
His negro ...
The bad weather is over
And happiness remained
In the alleys of childhood
My childhood ...