Текст песни Ядерный Бульдозер - Пушкин - Боб Марли

How happy I am when I can leave
The annoying noise of the capital and courtyard
And run away to the desert oak forests,
To the shores of these silent waters.
Oh, how soon is she from the bottom of the river
Will it rise like a goldfish?

How sweet is her appearance
From the quiet waves, in the light of the moonlit night!
Entangled in green hair
She sits on the steep bank.
Slender legs, like foam of white, waves
Caress, merging and murmuring.
Her eyes fade and shine
Like twinkling stars in the sky;
There is no breath from her mouth, but how much
The piercing of these moist blue lips
Cool kiss without breathing.
Painful and sweet - in the summer heat
Cold honey is not so much sweet to thirst.
When she with playful fingers
It touches my curls, then
Instant coldness, like horror, runs through
I have a head and my heart is beating loudly
Fading painfully with love.
And at this moment I am glad to leave life,
I want to moan and drink her kiss -
And her speech ... What sounds can
To compare with her is a baby's first babble,
The murmur of waters, or the noise of the heavens in May,
Or sonorous Boyana Slavya gusli.