Текст песни Татьяна Абрамова - Гребешок... на стихи Цветаевой

To remember not an hour, not a year old,
I will give you, dear friend, a scallop,
To remember girlfriends dear friends
There are golden scallops in the world:

So my friend wouldn't drink without me
Comb, my comb, my comb.

There isn’t that wonderful comb in the world
Tooth strings in my comb
If you touch it a little, chatter will go
About me alone, but everything about me ...

So my friend couldn’t sleep without me,
Comb, my comb, my comb.

To marvel in the heat and sweat
From me he’s a verst with a verst,
So that to me to him all versts from top,
There is a golden crest in the world.

So that my friend wouldn’t drink without me,
So that my friend couldn’t sleep without me,
So that my friend couldn’t live without me,
My seven-stringed comb.