Текст песни Хуго-Уго - Я в весеннем лесу пил березовый сок

I drank in the spring forest birch sap
With the beloved songstress spent the night in a haystack
What was lost , that he had found no sberёg
I was brave and lucky , but luck did not know
And it bores me, like an autumn leaf
I changed the city , I have my name
I swallowed dust Overseas roads
Where not smell like flowers and the moon do not shine

And butts , I threw overboard into the ocean
Cursing the beauty of the islands and seas
And Brazilian roads malaria fog
Drunk noise taverns and longing camps

E. Agranovich